divinity

The night came but her sun didn't rise. Perhaps because wishing for the sun to rise for you is for a pitiful human on earth and the moon it self. A goddess, a divine, but still a human. A girl in her teenage years, too weak and needs protection to be called strong, and too valuable to be called weak. In the side of the world that the most only sees it as a fiction, there are men who crave for power and don't hesitate for sacrifice, there are people who die, break and hide. The people who lost and the ones who gain. A side of the worlds that runs by power, most don't know about because they shouldn't. You die or try to survive, dare to have a weak heart and wait for it to break in a minute. The death is always near, just like those monsters.