Moonlight, and a Dying Star

Ennamonia

Night time. The air feels lighter without the presence of the sun. An aroma fills the air, it’s sweet but smells of loneliness. A smell I’ve know my whole life through. Then I see HER. She floats in the night, a vision of beauty unlike anything I’ve ever seen. Even now nothing has compared and now I’ve finally lived. Yet all I long for is the Moonlight Princess, but to make her a QUEEN she would need a KING. I don’t think I’m worthy of a second chance to bring the moon back to the sky. To grace the darkness as I once did. Daemon hasn’t been the same. He’s just angry and more dangerous than ever, harder to control. I’m a box under lock and key he stays. The monster bites me through the bars even now without her by me. She was the beauty to my beast. A Princess made of Moonlight and stars. If only a Starshine hadn’t been so blind, and terrible with words. I trip over my own tongue more than I do my feet. Anguish and sadness accompanies me daily. Friends that aren’t really friends. A life that feels flawed and faked. I grow weary of the ways of mortals and think maybe it’s time to join those of a different plane. Maybe it won’t hurt anymore, maybe I’ll feel lighter. Maybe I’ll be able to see her in my dreams tonight…

Author's Note

I hope she’ll spare a thought for me sometimes.