The Moon Still Shines on Those Days

The moon still shone in those days, and once it had illuminated the clouds as they returned. These are the short stories I submitted to magazines back then, with their gay undertones between the lines; the fanfiction I stubbornly wrote in the excerpt notebook assigned by my teacher, and the self-indulgent stories I wrote in another notebook to feed my own cravings; the stories I had to cut short and rush to the finish because my abilities fell short; the openings I had to give up on after much agonizing, even though I truly, truly loved them; and a few rambling thoughts about life. Here, I've gathered up all those stories, perfect and imperfect alike, to tell them to you.

Theme: The little moments of life