Day 30: The Last Day

Write a short entry that ends with the line, “The silver dust of moonlight settled coldly on the night.”
The noise stopped. For the first time silence filled the air. A single breath could have been heard if someone was around to breath it. The ground was still, the vibrations that had covered it finally at an end. The stars, at last, shone in the dark sky, no longer blocked by clouds and ash. A shiver ran through the leaves as the breeze sailed through the air. The silver dust of moonlight settled coldly on the night.

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