"Tell me the story about how the Sun loved the Moon so much, she died every night to let her breathe, mommy." 

Taewoo begs her young mother as the twenty-five year old tucks her daughter into her bed. Sulli smiles softly at her daughter's request, and pulls up a chair. "Again, Taewoo?" She asks the six year old, the tiredness and weariness is evident in her voice, "This is the sixth time this week. Don't you want to hear another story?" The young woman plucks one of Taewoo's picture books from the neatly organized bookshelf next to her daughters' bed. "How about 'My name is Yoon'?" The little girl puffs her cheeks and shakes her inky shoulder length haired head side to side in disagreement.

"The Sun and the Moon, mommy!" Sulli lets out a little giggle at her daughters' stubborness. 'She gets it from her.' "Okay, Taewoo, okay." Sulli draws her chair closer to her daughters' bedside and begins recounting the tale in a soft, gentle voice. Reciting from memory the heartbreaking story of the Sun and the Moon to her daughter.

Check out this story right here-----------> http://andsowecreate.deviantart.com/art/The-Sad-Story-Of-Moon-And-Sun-200315812 

And then there's this photo I saw on Pintrest: http://25.media.tumblr.com/6705d6fe487c4249133357fca8bf57cf/tumblr_mlf0s0MEaS1s4ywewo1_500.jpg 

It kind of tore at my insides, and really touched me, so I decided to do something about it. 

***TAEWOO's name = Great help, outstanding. SHE IS KRYSTALS' AND SULLIS' SIX YEAR OLD DAUGHTER***