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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 22d

𝗯𝘆𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻: 𝗻𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 🌙

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 7h

Selene hasn’t quite been herself lately, and it might’ve taken Marcus to give her the reality check she didn’t know she needed 👀 The newest update of The Laos Legacy is already up on the feed! ✨

moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 7h

Maybe this is how it’s always been. Maybe she mistook absence for passion, noise for love.

Her chest aches, not from anger but from the slow realization that nothing actually broke tonight. It’s just that she finally noticed.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

“Did you hear the message I sent you?”

“What? No, sorry, did you send me something? I didn’t even see. It’s been chaos tonight. Total madness.”

“Right.”

“Something important?”

“No,” she says finally, forcing a small breath. “I guess not.”

“Okay. I’ll listen to it later, alright?”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

Selene closes her eyes. “That’s… that’s great, Alex.”

“Yeah,” he says, his voice buzzing with the kind of energy she used to love. “Man, you should’ve seen it. I told them we were working on that new set you helped with, and they went crazy for it. I think this could actually happen, Sel.”

moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

“You would not believe the night we’re having,” he says, his words tumbling over each other. “We just finished soundcheck, and the crowd’s insane. The guys from the label showed up, and they’re talking about maybe adding us to the summer tour. Can you imagine? It’s unreal.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

Selene stares at her phone for a long time before pressing call. She just needs to hear his voice; to anchor herself, to pretend everything’s still the same.

Alex answers almost immediately. “Hey, babe,” he says, his voice bright, distracted.

“Hey,” she says softly.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

Her stomach twists. She presses the heels of her hands to her eyes, but the memory won’t go away.

What was she thinking?

The question repeats until it turns cruel. She kissed a man she barely knew. Worse, she let it happen while Alex was somewhere out there.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

Selene blinks, the sound of her heartbeat flooding her ears. Shame rushes through her, hot and immediate, chasing away whatever warmth had filled her moments ago.

“You’re not the first person who’s tried to outrun something,” he says softly. “But this isn’t how you do it.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

Marcus lifts a hand and gently guides her back.

“I can see you’re not used to compliments, Selene,” he says quietly. “But last time you were here, you were about to buy a vinyl for your boyfriend.”

The words hang in the air like a weight between them.

“I don’t think you want to do this.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

Something shifts inside her. For the first time in years, she feels seen. And before she can stop herself, she moves.

The kiss happens all at once; sudden, charged with everything she’s been trying not to feel. For a single, fleeting heartbeat, the world tilts open and she steps right into it.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

“Whoever’s making you believe you’re not worth it, you should cut them out of your life.”

The words catch her off guard.

“Why do you think it’s someone?” she asks after a beat.

“Because people don’t just wake up one day and decide they’re small. Someone teaches them to feel that way.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 8h

“You know, most people who aren’t great don’t make a room go quiet like that.”

She looks at him, unsure what to do with the warmth creeping up her throat. Compliments always feel like they belong to someone else.

“Maybe they were just being polite."

“Maybe. But I don’t think so.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 9h

She opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes.

“Stop that,” she says after a moment, shaking her head. “You don’t have to say things like that just to make me feel better.”

“Why do you think I’m trying to make you feel better?”

“I don’t know. I guess… because I’m not great.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 9h

A smile tugs at his lips. “Marcus,” he says.

“Marcus,” she repeats. It fits. Warm, steady, a little rough around the edges, like something that’s been around long enough to be trusted.

“Don’t let that stop. Whatever that was in there, people need to hear it.”

moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 9h

“You’ve got something special, Selene.”

She turns, startled to find the shop owner standing beside her.

“Thank you,” she says, her voice barely audible over the hum of the street. "You never told me your name,” she says after a moment. “Seems only fair I know it now.”

moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 9h

Selene doesn’t notice at first; she’s too deep in it, lost in the pulse of sound and breath. But when her eyes open, just for a second, she catches his gaze, and it hits her. Someone is really listening. Not to perfection, not to skill, but to her.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 9h

The room has gone still, held by the sound. Even the lights seem softer, as if afraid to interrupt. The shop owner watches her, his expression somewhere between pride and quiet awe, like he’s witnessing something rare unfold.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 9h

There’s only the violin now, alive in her hands, speaking in a language older than words. Every note is a confession, every movement of her wrist something she’s never dared to say aloud.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 9h

She closes her eyes and lets the bow touch the strings.

The first note breaks the silence like breath returning to a quiet room. The second follows, fuller, warmer, and suddenly the noise in her head fades away. The crowd, the lights, the weight of everything she’s been carrying, it all falls back.

moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 9h

Selene walks up the small steps to the stage, the murmur of the crowd dimming as she takes her place beneath the low light. The shop owner looks at her, a polite nod passing between them like a silent promise that she’ll be fine.

“Hi,” she says, voice soft but clear. “I’m Selene.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 10h

“You say that like it’s easy.”

“It’s not. But stopping yourself because you’re scared? That’s worse. Fear doesn’t go away, you just learn to move through it.”

“You always sound like that? All wise and poetic?”

He laughs quietly. “Only when I’m talking to musicians who clearly need to hear it.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 10h

“What if I mess up?” Selene asks.

He looks at her for a moment, studying the uncertainty written across her face.

“What if you do?”

The simplicity of it disarms her. There’s no pity, no attempt to talk her out of her nerves; just quiet acceptance.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 10h

“Hey, you actually came,” the owner of the shop says when he spots her stepping through the door.

Selene forces a smile. “Yeah. Guess I did.”

He laughs. “Don’t worry. Nobody here bites. Worst case, you forget the notes and we all clap anyway.”

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 10h

Selene walks toward the music shop with her heart balled tight in her chest. She doesn’t know if she can do this. She no longer believes she’s good enough to try. Somewhere between standing in Alex’s shadow and smiling through it, she lost the part of herself that used to feel capable.

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moonie 🌙 @bymooniemoon.bsky.social · 10h

“But there’s this guy, he told me about this open mic thing they do on Fridays at the old vinyl shop downtown. So… I guess I’m gonna try.” She smiles faintly, though it doesn’t reach her eyes. “I wish you were here, Alex. I don’t think I’ve ever played in front of a crowd without you.”

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