Most people don't remember the day the moon fell. The day the moon no longer shined bright. The day the sun lost its happiness. The day the clouds lost their shapes of cute little pictures.

On the battlefield, most know they might die. Most accept the fate of death, but as they say, you don't know how much you love them until they are gone. Violet hugged the corpses of her lifeless brothers. Crying and screaming, like she was in agony...

"...Don't leave me...Don't leave me please!"