Weight Of The Moon

Weight of the MoonPerhaps by night there would be more water, Lusane had thought, believing that the rising moon might draw it down, but there was not. She must climb as high as she did by day, crisscrossing the thin stream at the lower places where people washed themselves and their clothes, and animals wet their muzzles and trampled and pissed, following the spiraling folds of the ravine whose walls grew higher and tighter around her, sometimes cutting off the moon. She sprang from rock to roc...