One Giant Leap

I met Loona one night in the Victorian shelter opposite the beach.

‘I come from the dark side of the moon,’ she said. ‘Remember those landings? That giant leap cracked open my egg and I hatched a month early.’

‘I hatched then too,’ I said. ‘We must be the same age.’

‘Moon years are different though; one of mine equals three of yours.’

That made sense. Her skin had a shimmery pallor. Zero wrinkles or crows feet.

‘No need for collagen pills,’ she said. ‘We absorb moonbeams instead.’

‘How did you get here?’ I asked.

‘Through your dreams,’ she replied.


This story won Second Prize in the April Monthly Micro Competition.

About the author: Mary lives and writes in Brighton. She won a BIFFY in 2019 and 2020 and had a story in Best Microfiction 2020. She is currently working on a novella-in-flash