And So The Story Was Told...
I see the dark castle. Black clouds haunt the midnight sky in solitude, bathed
in starlight. A pale moon with a sad expression, falling tears giving birth to
new stars yet to be named. The tears of the moon are the tears of the prince
who is wandering the endless corridors and halls in this castle, lit by his
children - the stars - only. When he withdrew into this castle and mated
with loneliness a millionfold was born and is still pouring out of him.
They're dancing shimmering in the air for his joy but only remind him
to the painful truth of what he can't have. And so he just keeps on
weeping bitter tears...