In the bottomless vastness of the mythical night, under the protection of the moon, there lived a girl with moon hair. Her white strands streamed like moonlight, illuminating the way for lost souls. Her eyes shone like stars, penetrating through the veil of lies and deception.
She was blessed and cursed at the same time. Every night, moon girl took away the suffering of others. Tears, pain and sadness flowed to her like streams to the ocean. She absorbed them into herself, easing the burden of those who suffered.
But with each absorbed grief, her own being was being destroyed. Her beautiful skin reflected the misfortunes of others. She knew that her path led to self-sacrifice, but she was ready to give everything for the well-being of others.
And so, night after night, the moon girl went out into the world, bearing the burden of other people's suffering. Her moonlit hair illuminated the way for travelers, and her starry eyes gave hope. She was a salvation for others, and a destruction for herself.
And when her last hour came, she disappeared into the moonlight, reborn into a bright star. This star has always remained next to the moon, serving as a beacon of hope and a reminder that even on the darkest nights there is always moonlight ready to light the way.