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When the moon bleeds and the sun cries; when innocence the very innocence of the earth is raped and ripped away, that is when i will return for you, he told her. So she waited by the very same cherry blossom tree every day, and she sang to the heavens every night until; until. The moon turned red and the sun turned white. She held back tears as she ran. She knew he would not return for her, so she left, and the winds howled all that day. The very same night he came back for her, but when he got there she was gone. He followed the wind, it sounded as if it was changing, from an innocent breeze to a vile one. When he found her body she was cold and bloody. "You lied to me." She whispered to him. He sat down beside her and cried. "No I didn't, for you are my moon, and I your sun, and I am here with you."

~Lil_Sunspot