“Tell me the story
about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her
breathe.”
“ there once was a
moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could
not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright. The moon so luminous, but only
shows her face during the night. Wounded and raged, the sun cries and cries, so
sad he hides from the skies hoping to see her. The days become dark, because
the sun will not shine. The waves crash so harsh on the shoreline because there
is a storm breaching on the inside. If the sun couldn’t see the moon, he would
find another way to display his love. While the sun was thinking, the moon was
astray. You see..the moon loves the sun so much, that when he is away, she
chooses not to take a single breath, because not seeing him today, is a pain
worse than death. the sun can not see but he can hear, he can feel her soul and
it soon became clear. The sun would die each and every night to let his true
love breathe, for it would put an end to all her misery. ” “ a tale like this
should be heard and seen.” “And no one will know it is the story of you and
me.”

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