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Winter Warming

from Lunar Decay by Luma Fade

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Lila looked out over the sprawling city ruins, its once-gleaming towers now claimed by vines and moss. She turned to Orion, her robot chaperone. "It's almost hard to believe people once lived here, isn't it?"

Orion's metallic face illuminated, projecting a holographic overlay of the city in its prime. "Indeed, Lila. This is how it looked before the great exodus. Quite a contrast."

She traced her fingers over an old sign, the letters barely legible. "The sun's going to take all of this away, isn't it? Everything we're trying to rediscover."

"Eventually," Orion replied, "But that's centuries away. Humanity has time to reconnect, learn, and decide its path."

Lila ventured further into the city, finding a child's toy covered in dirt. Picking it up, she mused, "Do you ever wonder about the people who lived here? The child who played with this?"

"I can only project based on data," Orion said, "But understanding human emotions and experiences is crucial. That's why our expedition, your journey, is so vital. Without your perspective, it is only data."

Approaching a large, half-collapsed building, the ruins gave way to a museum, its structure more intact than the buildings surrounding it. Inside, the remnants of art and culture lay in silent repose. Inside, they found artifacts, some pristine, others decayed.
Lila held up an old piece of artwork. "It's beautiful. The people of this time had such a unique perspective on beauty and art."

"They also faced many challenges," Orion added. "Cultural shifts, climate change, and eventually, the decision to leave Earth."

Lila's gaze was distant. "And now we're back, trying to piece together what was lost. There's a certain poetry to it."

They continued their journey to the outskirts, where a dense jungle thrived. Birds unfamiliar to Lila flew overhead. She remarked, "The fauna and flora have evolved so much."

Orion projected an image of a pre-exodus bird beside a current one. "Indeed. Adaptation and evolution. It's nature's way."

Sitting by a campfire that night, Lila said, "You know, Orion, there's a beauty in rediscovering our past, but it's also heartbreaking. Knowing that all this will vanish again."

Orion responded, "Perhaps. But isn't there value in the act of remembering? In ensuring stories aren't lost?"

Lila smiled, "That's why we're here, isn't it? To build a bridge between what was and what will be."

Orion’s lights shimmered softly, a gentle flicker in the dusk. “In terms of data retention and legacy preservation, our actions here will significantly enhance the longevity of this information. The ultimate outcome remains, as always, uncertain.”

Lila looked up at the stars beginning to twinkle above, the ruins bathed in the soft glow of sunset. “So, we do our part, document the stories, the artifacts... and hope it’s enough.”

“Hope is a uniquely human perspective. But yes, in essence, that is the task at hand.”

Lila picked up the old piece of artwork, tracing her fingers over the faded colors. “Maybe it’s not just about preserving the past. Maybe it’s about us, here in this moment, connecting with something bigger than ourselves.”

Orion’s lights dimmed slightly, as if in contemplation. “That is a possibility.”

She tucked the artwork carefully into her bag, standing up to face the city one last time. “We’re part of the story now, aren’t we, Orion? Just like the people who lived here, who laughed and cried and created.”

“In a manner of speaking, yes. You are contributing to the original residents ongoing narrative of human existence.”

Lila nodded, a mix of determination and melancholy in her eyes. “Then let’s make sure we leave behind a story worth telling.”


In the shadows they do tread, Silent footsteps, whispers spread. In my mind, their echoes play, Haunting memories won’t decay.

In my dreams, they linger near, Faces vague, intentions clear. Chasing phantoms, shadows cast, From a future, tied to past.

The horizon bears a darkened scar, Hints at fates, both near and far. The sun, it dims, a dwindling heart, Destined, one day, to fall apart.

Houses crumble, walls give way, Time's cruel hand, none can sway. Yet in the midst, hope finds a seat, Amidst the chaos, life's heartbeat.

Though they pursue, I'll stand my ground, In love and courage, I am bound. For even when all seems lost and gone, The soul's light persists, forever drawn.


In my head I see them there,
following me everywhere.
I was not the one they seek,
but they're there for me.
Some time, the sun will fall apart.
Some time, we will lose our homes.


from Lunar Decay, released December 22, 2023


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Luma Fade is a Dream Pop entity from Clearwater, Florida.

Luma Fade is an artistic odyssey into the world of post-apocalyptic dream pop. Blending ethereal soundscapes with the haunting allure of a dystopian tomorrow, Luma Fade's music paints vivid pictures of a world reshaped by unknown cataclysms. ... more

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