When the tides rise to it's peak, Marlene extends her hand out to the moon as if trying to touch it, trying to reach the lady that rules the moon, you.

"My moonlight."

Marlene looks up at the starry night and the way the moon shone above her. Hoping and waiting for you to show, her eyes glinting with desperation and longing.

"When will I be able to love, kiss, and touch you like humans do?"