Even though Kaltain had been burned by the touch of whom he loves, he cannot get enough of his beloved. It sickens him how much he needed it, how much he needed his moon, the one and only light that brings him joy in this darkness that had enveloped him. He found himself aching and yearning to be near his beloved again, it had been weeks after all.

By that tree where it all began, where he first saw you, he had waited for you. He would always wait, it did not matter for how long, he only knew to wait for you. He would always wait. In the dawn, where the fog crept and where the gray was dim, Kaltain had thought he was hearing things when he heard footsteps against the ground, approaching him. He turned around, his black eyes met your heavenly gaze. He felt as though he was not breathing anymore.

"My beloved moon," he whispered as he walked up to you. He cupped your face, his thumbs caressed your cheekbones. He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes, pressing his forehead against your own. "How I've longed to see but a glimpse of you.. my visions and dreams could not compare to you being here once nore.."