Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.
The tragic story of love that wasn’t allowed to bloom, a story where happily ever after became napily ever after. The story of the Moon spirit and a pure spirit almost like a Yin and yang but not exactly.
The moon spirit having lived for thousand years without love was sent to the human world where he found the purest spirit ever, a spirit that changed his perception about life and love together, but as they say good things don’t last long, his time was almost up in the human world, the thought of leaving his yang killed him so much, ready to give up everything for love, he met with the goddess of love and requested to be forever with his love, they could be gods together but yang had to complete a series of test. Each test being horror but serving as a step forward to forever after with love, she continued to take it, each test slowly killing her but bringing her a step closer, she didn’t give up.
The final test, the day her fate would be defined came so fast, happy for the day her love would be eternal became a myth as she died before the end if the test. Devastated the moon spirit decided to leave in the heavenly places and come as the full moon back to her life if she was reincarnated. His wish was fulfilled, being reincarnated with her memories slowly coming to her she decided to stay married to the moon and love him from afar, no matter what society says.
Hola Sola Hoy Ashley
They say face reality but fantasy is way more better in my own perception. People say I’m weird, I love the fact I’m weird, I even at times see my self as an alien in the world of humans. I may be sad but won’t love to see people sad. Music is my escape from reality.
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