Maxwell's POV:
I saw her coming from so much brightness which rang bells of divinity.
Her white dress was pure and spotless, her face covered in the rays of brightness hindering me from the divine nature.
It must be the moon goddess, nobody can bring so much brightness into my life. I thought.
As the light slowly faded away, I was able to see the figure I was standing before.
"Laura, what are you. how did you. how is it possible?" I stuttered in disbelief, hoping to get a clue or something that could put me through on what's going on.
She didn't say a word, but kept moving towards me; the closer she got, the more the light dimmed. Her spotless garments became haggard, and her divinity less than human.
I would have wished she say something, at least to explain what was going on.
She
