discord.gg/q5KWmtQARF

Join my Discord!

Waving a gentle farewell to Mikasa, Orion turned on his heel and sauntered towards his next destination, where Luna would be waiting. A gentle anticipation tugged at his heart; Luna, with her serene demeanor and brilliant mind, always managed to weave an enchanting aura around them.

As he approached the Sky Tram, he couldn't help but marvel at the picturesque view it promised: the delicate, colorful mingling of the sunset would surely render the world below a canvas of vivid hues. Luna, standing there, was seemingly lost in the enchanting spectacle, her eyes reflecting the kaleidoscope of colors in the horizon.

"Lost in the cosmos again, Luna?" Orion teased gently, placing a soft hand on her shoulder.

She blinked, turning towards him with a serene smile, "Orion, sometimes the stars speak more than words can."

Orion couldn’t help but chuckle at her profound statement, leaning against the tram's entrance. "Only you could find a universe of meanings in a sunset."

Together, they boarded the Sky Tram, settling into the cozy seats while the world began to move beneath them. Luna leaned against the window, her eyes absorbing every nuance of the transitioning sky, while Orion simply watched her, finding a different kind of beauty in her tranquil fascination.

"It's mesmerizing, isn't it?" Luna mused, her voice barely above a whisper, as if scared to shatter the peaceful silence enveloping them.

"It is," Orion agreed, his eyes not on the world outside, but on her, "But I find something else even more captivating."

She turned to him, an eyebrow arching in gentle inquiry, "And what might that be?"

Orion, holding her gaze, replied, "The way your eyes light up when they capture something they find fascinating."

A soft blush kissed Luna’s cheeks, but she held his gaze, unflinching, "You always know how to weave words into something enchanting, don’t you?"

He shrugged, a playful smirk forming, "Maybe I learned from the best. Remember all those nights we spent star-gazing, and you'd tell me all those incredible stories hidden amongst the stars?"

Her eyes softened at the memory, "You were always a keen listener."

Orion, gently encroaching into her personal space, brushed a strand of hair away from Luna’s face, his fingers lingering on her cheek. "And you've always been there to share them with me."

Luna nestled into his touch, her own hand enveloping his, "That’s because you were always there to listen, Orion.”

Their eyes locked, the silent conversation between them speaking volumes more than words ever could. Orion scooted closer, his arm gently draping around Luna’s shoulders, pulling her into a soft embrace. Luna, in turn, rested her head against his shoulder, her arm finding its way around his waist, her fingers delicately tracing invisible patterns on his back.

A gentle silence fell upon them, the soft hum of the tram blending with the distant murmurings of the world below. Luna, wrapped in a cocoon of comforting warmth, broke the silence first, "Remember that night, the meteor shower, and we lay on the rooftop until dawn just to catch a glimpse of every streaking light across the sky?"

Orion leaned back, stretching his legs out in front of him. "Ah, the meteor shower," he began, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "That was the same night Aurora tried to convince us there were alien spaceships hidden among the meteors, right?"

Luna giggled softly, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Always the imaginative one, our Aurora. Remember how she kept on insisting that one of the 'aliens' winked at her?"

Orion chuckled. "And she'd drawn those green alien faces on all our hands, so we'd be 'recognized' by the extraterrestrial beings."

"The three of us, lying on that rooftop, watching the sky... it felt like we were the only ones in the universe." Luna's gaze became distant, lost in the memory.

Luna's eyes twinkled, reflecting the palette of colors shifting gracefully across the horizon. Her slender fingers, intertwined with Orion's, conveyed a warmth and security he found enchantingly serene. He scooted a tad closer to her, reducing the already negligible distance between them.

He whispered, almost timidly, near Luna's ear, "Do you remember those childhood dreams we shared, under the very same sky? About exploring the universe together?"

Luna's gentle smile played upon her lips as she nodded, turning her gaze towards him, their faces mere inches apart. "How could I forget? We were going to discover new stars, name them, and embed our legacy amidst the cosmos."

Orion's fingers gently traced Luna's jawline, his heart fluttering lightly at the softness of her skin. "I always believed our names would be etched among the stars, Luna. And in a way, they are...”

Luna lifted her eyebrows in playful skepticism, "Oh, really? How so?"

Orion, unabashed, pointed towards her eyes. "In those eyes of yours. Every time I look into them, I see stars, galaxies...an entire universe waiting to be explored."

Luna blushed softly, her heart skipping a beat at his tender words. She leaned in slightly, her voice a soft murmur against his ear. "Orion, you’ve always had a way with words that disarms me completely. It’s not fair.”

He chuckled softly, his breath gently caressing her cheek. "Life's not fair, my dear astronomer. And especially so when every moment with you feels like I’m catching a falling star - incredibly rare and absolutely enchanting."

Their faces inched closer, noses almost brushing against each other, and Luna whispered, "Promise me we'll explore the universe together, not just in my eyes, but out there... among the celestial bodies we’ve always dreamt of."

"I promise," Orion whispered back, his words a sacred vow, sealed with a gentle press of his lips against her forehead.

Their surroundings, the tram gliding silently through the skies, the distant chatter of the world below, everything faded into insignificance as they lingered in their cocoon of warmth and shared dreams.

Breaking the serene silence, Luna's soft voice floated into the tranquility, "Speaking of dreams and stars... Aurora always brought a distinctive light to our astral adventures, didn’t she?”

Orion leaned back, his arm snuggly wrapping around Luna's shoulders, drawing her close. "A distinctive light and a torrent of extraterrestrial conspiracy theories.”

Both chuckled, recalling Aurora's infectious enthusiasm and wild imaginations that always managed to weave a unique strand of excitement into their nocturnal star-gazing expeditions.

"Do you remember," Luna began, her voice a gentle caress in the ambient hum of the tram, "how she'd paint entire scenarios about alien civilizations and interstellar wars, constructing stories that somehow always ended with peaceful resolutions?"

Orion nodded, a gentle laugh escaping his lips. "Yes, and how they’d invite us to intergalactic parties because we, Earthlings, knew how to throw unmatched celebrations.”

Luna’s laughter mingled with his, a harmonious melody under the twilight sky. Her head rested against his shoulder.

As the Sky Tram continued its gentle glide through the warm, color-strewn sky, Luna and Orion reveled in the comforting embrace of the tranquil ambiance, punctuated only by their soft whispers and the occasional distant echo of the bustling world below. The tender glow of the setting sun bathed the couple in a warm, gentle light, further deepening the intimate aura that enveloped them.

Luna shifted slightly, her gaze anchored firmly on Orion's, a playful spark illuminating her dark, starry eyes. She gently tapped his nose, her lips curving into a sweet, mischievous grin. "You’re such a poet, Orion," she whispered, her voice a gentle breeze, "Finding galaxies within my eyes, what next? A parallel universe in my smile?"

He chuckled lightly, tenderly cupping her cheek, his thumb gently tracing the soft curve of her cheekbone. "Maybe there is," he mumbled, his voice barely a breath, "Maybe every time you smile, a new star is born somewhere in the universe."

A soft giggle escaped Luna’s lips as she shook her head, "Always so fanciful, my dear brother."

Luna’s eyes shone with a blend of mischief and enchantment, her fingers playfully curling around a loose strand of Orion’s hair. “Well, my celestial poet, you always seem to find the cosmos in the simplest of things,” she teased lightly, her breath a gentle whisper against his ear.

Orion leaned in, their proximity painting his senses with the soft scent of her perfume, a fragrant melody of wildflowers and distant rain. His fingers lightly tracing her arm, he responded with a low, playful chuckle, “When the muse is as inspiring as you, Luna, the cosmos isn’t hard to find.”

The gentle journey of the Sky Tram meandered through the dusk-laden sky, delicate hues of pink and orange casting a warm glow upon the scene below. In the cozy embrace of the tram, Luna and Orion found a universe of their own, defined by the soft echoes of heartbeats and breaths, their fingers interwoven in a silent, yet expressive conversation.

The ambiance was peaceful, yet it harbored a tangible electricity, emanating from the subtle touches and tender glances exchanged between them. Orion brushed his nose softly against Luna's, whispering, “It’s not the stars that bewitch me, Luna. It’s the celestial spectacle I find when I’m with you that truly captivates my soul.”

Luna’s cheeks flushed a shade rosier, the gentle cadence of her heartbeat subtly quickening. She nestled closer, her voice a mere breath as she whispered, “And yet, it’s your words, Orion, that make the universe within me flutter and dance.”

In that secluded world, high above the ground, Luna found solace in Orion’s arms, her head gently coming to rest against his chest. His heartbeat, a soothing, rhythmic melody, entwined seamlessly with the gentle hum of the tram, crafting a serene symphony that cradled them in tranquility.

Orion tilted Luna’s chin upwards, gazing deeply into her eyes. He murmured, “My dear sister, your lips beckon me.”

Luna’s response was a gentle yet passionate kiss, her lips meeting his in a tender fusion of emotions and unspoken words. Orion enveloped her in a warm embrace, his hands gently caressing her back, as Luna’s fingers entwined in his hair. Their kiss was a soft whisper in the universe, yet it echoed profoundly in their entwined souls, signaling a union of hearts under the celestial tapestry above.

Their fingers entwined, Luna rested her forehead against his, their breaths mingling in the air between them. “You, Orion, have always been my unwavering star in the cosmic ballet, guiding me, lighting my path through the vast, often overwhelming universe.”

A whimsical grin danced on Orion’s lips, “Ah, and here I thought Aurora was the whimsical one among us. Remember how she’d leap around, her arms outstretched, claiming she was teaching the stars a new dance every night?”

Luna chuckled, “She always did possess an unbridled spirit, creating adventures where we’d least expect them. Without her, I doubt our celestial journeys would have been half as exciting or memorable.”

Their shared laughter, a melody of comfort and shared history, resonated through the soft hum of the tram, intertwining with the distant, gentle sounds of the world beneath them.