"Hmmmm... The moon is pretty strange... It's filled with sorrows and desire to become stronger..."
Elaine De Rosa was gazing into the moon for a long time now and found that the moon was quite different than usual. Standing somewhere at the top of a grand castle, she couldn't retract her gaze away from the moon.
With the embrace of the cold wind, she was feeling quite sad. Her long crimson hair fluttered elegantly with the wind and her dress, revealing a beautiful scene.
On her hand was a book. She was embracing it to her arms as if treating it as a priceless treasure. It was silver in color and the moonlight reflected on it, revealing some sort of engravings that were impossible to understand by the most.
"What do you think Lil Book, the moon is a quite sad right?" Elaine asked. And it appeared that she was asking the book itself.
