Started With the Crescent Moon

It's dark. There's flashes of light? Memories? There's these scenes playing over and over again. A girl, dark long hair, she's wearing a kimono with a bandana on her head, what looks to be emojicons decorating it. Her eyes are light blue, similar to the sky on a sunny day, skin pale, like snow mixed with a touch of vanilla. Her smile so bright it challenges every star in the universe but how did he know that? He can't see it but somehow he knew it. Her kimono was dirty near the bottom, partially ripped, it'd have to be fixed. Why are such minuscule details so important to him? Why did he care? There were other images appearing and yet she was the sole focus of his attention. In the other images there was blood, pools of it. Enough to cause an opaque layer of paint. For some reason this caused anger and pain to rise within him. Illumi. He knew we couldn't run forever... run? When did he start running? Why was he running? And from who? Suddenly there was a light and then a blurry scenery. A forest, the sky was peaking through the leaves, the sun making colors shine where it hit. He was looking up while on the ground though he did not understand why? Nor did he understand where he was, how did he get here? Where is here?

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Art isn't mine but the cover was edited by me.