To celebrate our Soluna collection, we created Papier’s first-ever fiction series.

Told in three parts, it follows our protagonist Luna through the quiet rhythms of a January day – feeling a little lost in routine, craving renewal and slowly finding her way back to herself.

If you’ve found yourself on autopilot this year, already ticking off to-dos for everyone but yourself, you might recognize her more than you think.

I: MORNING

She wakes to a slice of morning light, and the same uncertainty from yesterday.

Coffee cools beside her while the day demands things. Luna writes one line, then crosses it out.

It’s day 14 of a new year, and somehow she's already lost her rhythm. She used to be good at this. But the voice inside – the one that whispered when to push and when to pause – has vanished.

She can’t fill the page with an answer, or even the beginnings of a good idea. She makes a note to call her sister back. Her mind darts to the next task.

II: AFTERNOON

By the time lunch calls, little has gone to plan.

Luna breaks her promise to herself, eating between emails again. She flings off the easy ones, and stalls on the ones that require her courage.

She's done with second-guessing, losing herself in the process.

She cricks her neck and gives it a brief massage at her desk. Her limbs are craving a stretch.

She tries to recall the last time she went dancing. Really dancing. But last year’s a blur.

III: EVENING

At dusk, Luna opens her journal. No agenda this time. She’s curled up on the side of the sofa that knows the shape of her.

She flips through old entries – they leave her feeling new. She turns the page, and the words start to come. Slowly first. Then she can’t stop.

Her pen moves wildly, writing down messy wishes and worries. The ink seeps into the next page. Half-scribbled sentences, questions to herself, odd words – some double-underlined. She wants to be the woman who shows up for herself, not just the people she loves. She wants to make the safe choices – to follow the steady timeline she plotted out when she was young. But she also wants to risk it all for something that might not work out.

Maybe she doesn’t have to juggle it all. Maybe she needs to take it day by day and let her own timing lead.

Luna walks to the window, pulling the curtain back to reveal a deep-navy sky. She opens the window as far as it will go. Cool air rushes in, and she lets the big wide world in with it.

Luna breathes. The moon is a bright, perfect circle, like a disco ball. It’s Wednesday, but she doesn’t care. She dials her sister on loudspeaker to make a plan that’s finally for her.

Tonight, she chooses to dance. Tonight, she finds her rhythm.

Find your rhythm