The sun’s dying. The corn doesn’t know it. It grows tall and green. The human heart knows. It stirs and it stirs.
There’s a dwindling late in summer, a sadness. And a loner on the roads.
He left a life that wasn’t bad. Everyone said he was good at his job, even his boss.
But when he was young he knew something. He had a fate, a reason to exist. He never quite found it, and every autumn it slipped further away.
He stopped one day for food. A gas station, like any other, but the man there was friendly. Bored. He liked the look of the young guy with his bike, and he spoke to him.
“Where you headed?”
It was a hard question.
“Well, what do you do?”
The young man chewed his food. Vagabond. Can you say vagabond? Is that a career?
He looked aside.
“I cast spells,” he said.
And the old man had some work for him.
Lúnasa Days is a novella about wandering, magic spells, and desperate sex.
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