The phases of the moon get a bit fanciful in this week's writing prompt, by artist Goro Fujita. Tell us your tale about this character and their rather unusual lunar job.
On a rainy night, Busker's Row was pretty empty. But that's when Hattie did her best work. She could strum a tune that perfectly matched the tempo of the beating rain, and the kitten on her shoulder would howl counterpoint. If Hattie had been human, she might have wondered if the coins from passerby were appreciation…
It's a perfect spring day for watching the blue skies and whiling away the afternoon feeding birds. Especially if you are an artificial being made of metal. This is one of the most beautiful, peaceful robot pictures I've ever seen.
She may be cyborg whose consciousness is joined to her kinetically-intelligent cycle, bent on destroying all evil bionoids, but she still has time to make conversation with an alley kitten.