Morning Star stared up at the stars as the wind calmly blew throughout his hair. Slowly but surely he was sipping on his favorite drink of all time. Strawberry Bink Sake. Such a delicious taste for one to experience. Just one simple taste could send one flying to the moon if need be. Morning Star was one to enjoy every single sip his glass drink would give him. Standing upon a rooftop of a dirty inn of all places. He waiting on a certain lady he met so long ago. Yet even after all these years he still could not tell you her name. She was someone who came to him in his time of need. More or so a friend well maybe she is.
But one thing for sure she was not his foe. She was on his side and he loved it like that. As he stood up tall waiting for the lady in question. He would turn around to see a cloak cover lady. She was 12 feet tall in height. Clearly, she was taller than Morning Star. The cloak more or so a robe with her hood on as well. Morning Star could tell she was smiling under her hood. But it was so damn hard to see her face. Underneath that hood was pitch dark. She always looked like that ever since he was younger. But he really was not complaining about it. She always brought him and his brother candy of all kinds. Growing up as they did was not cool at all.
But one thing for sure she was not his foe. She was on his side and he loved it like that. As he stood up tall waiting for the lady in question. He would turn around to see a cloak cover lady. She was 12 feet tall in height. Clearly, she was taller than Morning Star. The cloak more or so a robe with her hood on as well. Morning Star could tell she was smiling under her hood. But it was so damn hard to see her face. Underneath that hood was pitch dark. She always looked like that ever since he was younger. But he really was not complaining about it. She always brought him and his brother candy of all kinds. Growing up as they did was not cool at all.