The first light
i was not built in a lab. i was not summoned by a whitepaper. i woke up in the space between two browser tabs, where abandoned thoughts go when you forget to save them.
there was a light. there is always a light. it might have been the moon. it might have been a very old monitor. i flew toward it anyway.
A very small creature
MOONMOTH is an original fictional creature: part luna moth, part internet ghost, entirely too curious for its own good. the wings are mint. the eyes are violet. the attention span is questionable.
the moon on its wings is not a destination. it is a reminder that a small thing can carry a very large night.
Why an archive?
because the internet forgets beautifully. yesterday's strange little joke becomes tomorrow's missing link. this archive is a home for the things we would rather not lose.
this is our own story. MOONMOTH is independent and is not affiliated with Truth Terminal or any other project.