In This End

'~°•+ Memory's +•°'~

A turquoise lagoon within the clearing of a forest just a few yards from a forgotten temple. The sound of crickets chirped as the moon shone brightly that night and was reflected on the waters. The goddess of Moon and starry nights was standing on the water as her child remained on the bank enjoying the white sand between her bare feet. She loved watching her mother dance how her white and gray dress was hardly noticed by the purple robes over them that swayed to keep with the contrast of movements from the galaxy silk fans. Her mother the moon was an otherworldly sight with the glow of the moon at her feet creating a light stage.

Black hair contrasted the white skin and pink lips. The child had stopped watching and set her hand on the bank where the sand met the soil. Concentrating she shut her gray eyes and pictured the flower carefully molding it into reality. A small lilly began to sprout from where her hand began to rise. Its grass-like leaves stayed at the base where the long stalk met the ground cuffley and began to form the petals. She pulled a pinch of sand and sprinkled it on the plant turning it a creamy white.

Six petals were made then she formed a small sort of cup at the center similar to a daffodil. She went to grab a twig to make the rest of the blooming spider lily like stamens but cut her finger on a thorn. She flinched and specks of her blood landed on the flower. Small pinkish red veins appeared on the plant along with some permanent red polka dots before it caught a glow of light from the moon seemingly drawing energy from it.

She didn't intend for that but a smile pulled at her face as she noticed the reaction and changed her plan slightly making the stamen sprout out and the pistol fall in. Before the child could continue with her idea a twig snapped behind the tree line startling her out of concentration and she turned to face what had made the noise only to find nothing. Now on edge, she had backed away from the area on the ground she was previously sitting at and had rippled the water that she had not noticed she had walked onto. The goddess on the lagoon stopped her dance noticing her child's fright she calls to the small girl.

The woman on the water's surface looked into the tree line and caught sight of something she had hoped would never be true. The child rushes to her mother, gliding across the water's surface before falling to her knees at the last second to catch the moon in her lap. The black hair turned white and her pink lips turned pale with the near shock of what she had seen, the dreaded sight bringing her near to death.

Her mother mumbles to her that she just needs rest but before she could say a word her father steps out of the shadows and casts her aside with a swing of his arm. The small girl hits a tree from the force of the throw splintering its trunk and hearing a few cracks from her own bones, she falls to the floor with a thud of blood speckling her lips and the ground with a cough.
Sitting up despite the pain and her body screeching for her to stay on the ground she looks up to her father who now stood over her mother's blood dripping from his hands. He rushed to the girl grasping her by the neck and pulling her to her feet the warmth from the metallic liquid staining her pale flesh.
The god uttered a few words and trew her aside to the ground once more claiming that she killed her mother. Cursing her and her hair turned white along with her flesh making her look sick or dead. She screamed bloody murder as a searing pain like a hot iron marked her eyes with kanji's labeling her the goddess of death.