I remember that day like it was yesterday. I remember people running, screaming, crying. I remember building crumbling. But most of all, I remember her. This girl who stood and looked up to the sky where a war was being fought. The pain she showed, the sorrow in her eyes.
I remember her saving a boy at the speed of light. It was then I knew she wasn’t human but a god.
The look she gave me before she tore her chest with her hand. The blood that poured out of her only to reveal her true form as it is called.
I remember the people who saw her change calling her a monster and the hurt expression she had. But also her last smile before her wings took her to the skies.
I remember her covering the sky with nothing but darkness and for the longest time we all stood in the darkness. But when the dark was finally lifted, it was night.
The sun had been destroyed and now only the moon lights our world.
But what of her? The gods that defended us said that the war is over but fight isn’t. Now they live among us, guiding us, guarding us but where is she?
I did ask but none knew. Are you hiding among us again? Or did you die protecting us?
Where are you? You who gave us the night, the moon. Life.
Please, come back to us. To me. My beloved.