My Dark Materials: TEAR DROP

She always loved the moon. At nights, she used to send her thoughts and love wishes to it, hoping that they would be delivered. But answers never came back. Her mind grew darker every single night, even in full moons she spoke and nothing happened. She lifted her face towards the dark skies and felt the night breeze go through her hair, caressing her in ways only the air could. The blood in her veins going slower by the minute, her will decaying and her thoughts dissapearing. Suddenly, one night when the moon was at its brightest , she felt a voice, very soft and distant, calling her.."come with me...come with me" ghe voice kept repeating. She had almost lost her vision and her body was very weak, but she tried her best to stand up and rise her hands to the bright night , so as to touch the invisible being that spoke so warmly to her. She felt her body lift off the ground and, as she gained strength, she could see where she was going. The full moon held her hand and was taking her to the place of her prayers, close to the one she loved, there, across the distance, across the horizons and the boundaries. Like a tear drop, she fell into his lap , and once together, the full moon gave way to a new moon, darkening the skies and leaving them alone to love each other as they couldn´t do before. The full moon rises tonight, can you hear it speak...?

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