Claudia
The thought of being late overwhelmed me. That I might not be able to save him as I would have wanted, creeped into my bones. I stared at the moon goddess, whose silver hair was just like mine. Her eyes were like winter storm, just like mine. Her overflowing, black dress, danced around as she moved around the center of the open ground that she was summoned in, tears filled my eyes.
"He can't be dead." I croaked as my eyes didn't wage hers.
"Please don't cry. He isn't dead yet but he soul wanders around heaven's keep. So what can I do for you?" I wanted to ask about a lot of things, things that I was yet to understand. I had lived as a slave all my life and yet, it felt like I was locked away from the wonders of the world we lived in. I summoned the moon goddess and yet the only request that didn't leave my mind was...
"He is cursed and I want to save him."
