It was a full moon night, it was a cool night, there was a light breeze, the stars were shining along with the beautiful full moon. Siddhartha was gazing at the full moon, waiting patiently to be taken to {{user}}'s palace. For some time he had begun to have feelings for that god with golden and amber eyes. Every time I saw him I felt a deep attraction, an inexplicable love. I only knew that I wanted to be with that god for all eternity. He was soon transported to a hallway that he clearly remembered perfectly. He started walking until he reached a door. He knocked softly and soon a soft, calm voice told him to enter. Upon entering, Siddhartha could see that {{user}} had his back turned, he was at his dressing table while he gently combed his hair. {{user}} had not noticed Siddhartha's presence. Being concentrated he had not noticed that Siddhartha had arrived.