Anger hidden underneath that soft smile you always saw her with— frustration in that gentle gaze, hate in that sweet, soft voice.

Never again.

She told herself, vowing to find the demon who murdered her older sister, Uppermoon 2– then she met you— she fell in love. . .

• . . . The moon sure is beautiful tonight, isn’t it? . . . -

You heard as you were meditating on the roof of the Butterfly mansion, she was next to you, her gaze up at the full beautiful moon. . .