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The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi

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#1Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:39 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
The wind whispered across the empty rooftops of the abandoned town below, carrying echoes of lives once vibrant but now reduced to nothing but silence. Shadows stretched long over crumbled stone and shattered windows as a symbol of relics from a forgotten time. Perched on the jagged edge of a cliff overlooking the ruins, Tsukishima sat motionless as his gaze fixed on the full moon that dominated the night sky. Its silvery light bathed the desolation in an ethereal glow, turning the jagged remnants of the town into ghostly silhouettes. The cool night air caressed his face, tugging gently at the dark strands of hair framing his sharp features. It brought with it the faint scent of salt from the distant sea, mingling with the earthy aroma of decay. For a fleeting moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, a stillness enveloping the scene as if time itself had halted.

Word Count: 151

#2Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:41 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
The moon seemed impossibly close, its brilliance pulling at something deep within him. The sight stirred a hollow ache, unlocking fragments of memories he had long buried beneath the weight of years and sorrow. His crimson eyes, so often cold and unyielding, softened as the present blurred and gave way to the relentless tide of the past. Images flickered like the pages of a forgotten tome; laughter, fleeting joy, and the touch of a hand now lost to eternity.

It was the third night after his wedding to Nesiara, and the stars had been outshone by a moon almost as brilliant as tonight’s. They had wandered into a quiet clearing, far from their village, where the world seemed to pause to the silvery glow that bathed the earth. The gentle rustle of leaves was their only accompaniment, the air alive with the faint scent of wildflowers. She had woven some of those flowers into her raven hair, lilies and daisies, swaying to a silent rhythm only the two of them seemed to feel. “Do you hear it?” Nesiara had asked, her voice light and teasing, the kind of tone that dared him to surrender to her. “Hear what?” he replied, a smile tugging at his lips that would seem entirely uncharacteristic to the man he was today.

Word Count: 217

#3Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:44 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
“The music,” she said, her fingers trailing the green vein-like lines that lined his arms before slipping her hand into his. Her touch was warm, grounding, yet it held a mischievous energy that set his pulse ablaze. “Close your eyes and listen.” He raised an eyebrow, his curiosity deepening, but indulged her. Closing his eyes, he allowed her to guide him even though he heard nothing beyond the faint chirping of crickets and the whisper of the wind.

Then, she began to sway, her movements slow and unrefined but graceful in their sincerity. She led him into the dance, pulling him closer with each step. At first, he awkwardly stumbled but her soft laughter dissolved his hesitation. Her joy was contagious and soon he found himself moving in time with her, their steps melding into an unspoken harmony. “We’ll get better at this,” she murmured, resting her head against his chest. He could feel the warmth of her breath through the fabric of his tunic.

Word Count: 165

#4Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:47 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
“Someday, when we’re old and wise, we’ll dance in a grand marble ballroom.” “A marble ballroom?” he echoed, the skepticism in his voice laced with amusement. “Yes,” she said, her eyes drifting upward as though she could already see it. “A castle so vast it touches the clouds. Chandeliers that sparkle like a thousand stars. And floors so polished we’ll see ourselves reflected as we glide across them.” “Ambitious,” he teased, his tone gentle. “But you’ve always dreamed bigger than the rest of us.” “Why not?” she replied with a shrug, her smile unwavering, her gaze still fixed on her imagined vision.

“The world is vast and full of wonders. The fae worshiped Gaia who had a castle just like that. Even if we never see it all, we can still dream of it. We can still pretend.” Her words hung in the air, a fragile hope that shimmered in the moonlight. He chuckled softly, drawing her closer until there was no space left between them. “If we ever find this ballroom of yours,” he said, pressing his cheek to her hair, “remind me to thank the gods, Gaia, or whoever, for indulging your wild imagination.” She laughed again, the sound as bright and ephemeral as the stars above. And for that moment, as they danced in their imagined ballroom under the vast moon, their world felt infinite.

Word Count: 228

#5Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:48 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
The memory dissipated, leaving Tsukishima alone in the cold emptiness of the present. The town below, its ruins bathed in a ghostly glow, seemed dull and lifeless. It was a far cry from the vivid dream his wife had spun so effortlessly all those years ago. Where her laughter once filled his world with light, there was now only silence. His eyes closed, as if doing so might conjure the faintest echo of her presence, the warmth of her hand in his, the sound of her laughter carried on the wind. But the cold truth settled over him like a shroud: until he could find a way to bring her back, she was gone. Yet the moon... the moon was still here. Its silvery light hung in the sky as the only witness to their fleeting moment of joy. A pang of bittersweet gratitude flickered in him; she had seen its beauty in a way he never could, and now it served as the only bridge between him and those lost memories.

Word Count: 172

#6Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:50 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
Suddenly, a surge of energy coursed through him, rising like a tide threatening to spill out. His crimson eyes snapped open, now blazing with an otherworldly silver light that mirrored the moon itself. The stillness around him fractured. The world twisted and warped, the desolate ruins of the town blurring into streaks of shadow. The ground beneath his feet trembled violently, as though responding to the force that welled within him, and then it began to shift.

From the rubble of the abandoned village rose towering spires of marble and obsidian, their jagged edges gleaming in the moonlight. Walls formed in fluid motions, glistening with otherworldly beauty, as if the moon itself had taken shape before him. The tremors ceased, and when the dust settled, Tsukishima stood before a castle of impossible grandeur. Its ivory walls seemed to stretch endlessly into the sky, crowned with silver turrets that shimmered like the stars. “You’re kidding…” Tsukishima says incredulously.

Word Count: 157

#7Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:53 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
The gates swung open with a low, resonant creak, revealing a ballroom beyond. The polished stone floor shines like glass, perfectly mirroring the moon above. Massive chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceiling, their crystals refracting light into a thousand fragmented rainbows. The air was thick with a sense of reverence, as though this place existed outside time, a dreamscape made real.

For a moment, Tsukishima could almost believe he would find her there, waiting for him beneath the glowing chandeliers. Her voice seemed to whisper on the edge of his thoughts, her laughter lingering just out of reach. But when he stepped inside, the silence that greeted him was deafening. This was not her creation; it was his. He stood in the center of the grand ballroom and stared at the floor, noting that he was glad that he was not able to see his reflection. The reflection that would be staring back at him would not be the man she once danced with; he was something colder, darker, and infinitely more alone.

Word Count: 173

#8Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:56 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
The air hummed with an ancient energy and a voice, soft yet commanding, filled his mind. It was neither male nor female, yet it resonated with an authority that could only belong to something eternal.

“You have been chosen,” the voice declared. “Blessed by the planet, you are a True Ancestor. No longer bound by the limitations of mortality, you are to become its hand, its predator, its balance. Prey upon those who dare to dominate and disrupt the harmony of this world. My champion.”

“Gaia?” Tsukishima questioned, expecting and receiving no response. Tsukishima stood motionless, the realization that what he believed was his wife’s whimsical dreams were actually real. The answer of what his true nature was, thanks in part to Lucian’s interference, now laid out before him. An existence beyond Lich, beyond Vampire. A True Ancestor. “She always saw more than I did,” he muttered under his breath, his voice breaking slightly as the ache in his chest deepened. The ballroom shimmered before his eyes, yet all he could see was Nesiara’s face as she dreamed of the castle. A part of him wanted to laugh at the irony. She had imagined it as a place of peace, a testament to love. And now, it was to be his domain; a symbol of his new status.

Word Count: 218

#9Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:57 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
He stepped into the ballroom, his footsteps echoing across its vast expanse. Standing in its center, he looked up at the moon through the towering arched windows, its light cascading down like a celestial spotlight. “Is this what you would have wanted for me?” he asked the memory of her, though no answer came. The silence was his only companion as he realized the truth: he had become what she could never have imagined. Tsukishima drew a deep breath, his chest rising and falling as he allowed the surge of magic to ebb away. The luminescent glow in his eyes dimmed, fading into its usual deep crimson hue. He closed his eyes for a lingering moment, holding on to the last vestiges of the vision. When he opened them again, the world was as it had been: the ruins of the deserted town sprawled below, cold, lifeless, and caked in shadow. The castle was gone, vanished as if it had never existed.

Word Count: 162

#10Tsukishima Higurashi 

The Moon Tarot: Tsukishima Higurashi Empty Today at 9:59 pm

Tsukishima Higurashi
The ache in his chest deepened, but so too did his resolve. The fleeting glimpse of their shared dream, though conjured by magic, had awakened something within him. It was determination. He clenched his fists, his gaze hardening as a single thought burned in his mind: he would bring her back. No matter the cost, no matter the boundaries he would need to cross or who he would anger along the way. He would return her to this world. And when he did, he would grant her that wish; the castle, the ballroom, the dance beneath the moonlight. All of it.

He turned to leave, his boots crunching softly against the rocky edge of the cliff. But something held him back, a pull that made him pause and lift his gaze once more to the moon. Its pale light bathed the ruins in an almost sacred glow. And then, like a whisper carried on the wind, the memory of her voice brushed against his thoughts; a playful challenge and the laugh that followed. It struck him then, the promise he had made so long ago, spoken with a teasing grin and a heart far too full of love to deny her. He had vowed to thank the gods if they ever indulged her wild imagination. A rare, bittersweet smile tugged at his lips as he whispered into the quiet night, his voice low. “Thank you, Gaia,” he said, the name of the Earthland goddess falling softly from his tongue. “For indulging her wild imagination.” For a moment, the moon seemed to shine just a little brighter, as if answering his gratitude. Then, with one last lingering glance, he turned away from the ruins. The path ahead would be treacherous, but he welcomed it. After all, for Nesiara, no journey was too far and no dream too impossible.

Word Count: 307

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