Myth II: Fading
The moon waited for the sea. Each day, as they waltzed, he always wanted more.
But each year, they grew more detached. Each year, they became more distant.
The moon soon became just another observer. He looked into the chaos of his lover’s children, unable to do anything. He saw them fight with each other, destroy each other.
He was afraid when they came to him, but thankfully, they did not stay.
He still waited, though. Each day, each year, each millennium, he would gaze down always and never look away from her.
He always asked when. She always answered soon.
And gradually, the sea’s children disappeared. Some went off to the stars when the trees died. Others just faded away.
She was heartbroken.
Secretly, he was overjoyed.
But then the sun died.