everyone sees the light that the moon shines upon them
but no one sees the darkness it hides
[fantasy]
[sort of fanfiction]
[complete]
[cover by the lovely @-behindthescenes <3]
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Greed never leads to a good ending, and perhaps that is what fate has in store for them.
The children who were being forced to fish for the dreams begin to gain their memories. Slowly, but surely. The haze of confusion in their eyes clear, the sparks ignite, quenching the dullness that had taken over. They blink rapidly and stare, bewildered, in front of them, where they see a never ending stretch of clouds, and a fishing rod gripped in their hands, its line falling down to the soft white surface.
Their senses return.
And they know.
They know what they aren't supposed to. They know that this isn't their home, that they don't deserve to be here. They know that are meant for so much more than to sit with a fishing rod all day. They know that it is not their job to make the children of Earth happy.
After all, they are children themselves, and nothing can justify the abrupt ending of their lives.
