She had seen her just once<\/span><\/em>, on the night of the eclipse, And just once was enough.<\/p>\n Just once was enough to know that she would forever long to feel her warmth. The Moon longed to light up the sky in shades of blue, red, pinks and gold And so she fought against gravity, drawn to the freedom of the Sun like Icarus from myths of old.<\/p>\n Like Icarus she flew closer and closer to her beloved BUT OH!<\/span><\/strong> like Icarus did she burn<\/p>\n singed by the same fire she loved.<\/p>\n Like Daedalus the Moon watched as her world melted into a puddle beneath her feet, The truth was that the Sun was much too bright. And so she did.<\/p>\n She suffocated under the brilliance of the Sun Because the truth was the Sun never looked back at the Moon. That\u2019s the story of the second eclipse. Arti Rathore She had seen her just once, on the night of the eclipse, When the stars had aligned and placed her right in between the Sun and the Earth. And just once was enough. Just once was enough to know that she would forever long to feel her warmth. Just once was enough to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":0,"parent":17,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-289","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","clear"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/289","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/40"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=289"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/289\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":652,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/289\/revisions\/652"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/17"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/17-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=289"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nWhen the stars had aligned and placed her right in between the Sun and the Earth.<\/p>\n
\nJust once was enough to know that she would never again be content with shining alone in the night sky.<\/p>\n
\njust as her counterpart did.
\nThe Moon longed to chase after the Sun and bask in her rays, never again losing out to the pretentious Earth.
\nThe Moon longed\u2014no, yearned<\/span><\/em>\u2014to feel the Sun\u2019s glow cascade across every inch of her cratered surface.<\/p>\n
\nLike Icarus<\/span> she was filled with anticipation
\nLike Icarus<\/span><\/strong> she soared, right until the moment she was face to face with the Sun<\/p>\n
\nfor to be in the Sun\u2019s shine meant that the Moon could no longer glow, no longer breathe.
\nThe two stared at one another, praying that if they held on for an extra hour or two, the truth would change\u2014but it wouldn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
\nThe truth was that if the Moon held on for too long, the Sun would render her breathless, killing her slowly.
\nThe truth was that Moon was okay with the inevitable death that would follow their union.<\/p>\n
\nUntil they were one.
\nUntil the stars in the night sky were left to their own devices
\nAnd until every last bit of the Moon melted into the light of the Sun and ceased to exist.<\/p>\n
\nThe truth was the Sun never loved the Moon back.
\nThe truth was that the Sun, well she didn\u2019t even know the Moon was there.<\/p>\n
\nThat\u2019s the story of the last<\/span><\/em> eclipse.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"