"He…He did all of that?" the moon goddess's eyes glistened with tears as she let out a relieved laughter. "And here I was thinking that my child hates me. I've spent every waking moment, looking for ways to make him even like me… but to think that he cares about these little things and …" she trailed off as silverly tears cascaded down her cheeks.
I had wanted to rant about my life because that was the first thing I was going to do if I ever died. I wanted to ask the moon goddess if she had it in for me or if it was something I did in my previous life or my parents for her to make me suffer so much but looking at her now… I couldn't believe she was the one in need of comfort.
Slowly, I let my hands rest on her shoulders as I tapped her comfortingly, wondering if she was ever going to stop. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally looked up. There was a smile on her face as she grasped my hand.
