Luna Mason

ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Luna Mason, a flicker on Amazon’s hidden crests, weaves threads that stretch into distance. From a U.K. haze—or not—she glides through zodiac veils, scattering starry murmurs here. Some rescued shape trails her, a silhouette hovers, and spiced echoes ripple her dusk. Her works, lost in the ether, call to wanderers.

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