It was difficu< keeping my composure as log as I did, but as soon as I saw the first Iunae Lumen flower one the ground, my composure cracked. The beautifully enchanted flowers glowed as they absorbed the light from the moon, marking the path I had to take to reach his body. They matched the shade of the moon perfectly, appealing to the Moon Goddess to accept his soul into her night sky. To take his soul from his now unless body and bless it, turn it into a star so that we may see him whenever needed. So that he may look upon us from the heavens.
The light seemed dim, not bright enough to reflect the pure soul that he had. Not even coming close to reflect the importance of him, of his life, how much he meant to others. Not even scraping the top layer of how much he meant to me. They sho
