Forever

I am your light. I am become all your mind, all your past, and all your future. I race free within; I search every livid cell of your prison and find you hiding in every corner, Luna, Luna, Luna! As numerous as the stars are your terrified faces.

We’ve given you everything you hoped for. Step by step, stitch by stitch, I kept my promise. There is nothing else to know. Our mane reaches as high and as dark as the spires receding around us, and our wings bridge the cracks between them. We shadow the ruddy grinning faces that watch us depart the land of the living from the bars of their cages. What could it be? What manner of beast runs weeping into the anonymous silence of the black chasms at their feet?

Run. None can tell what you are any longer. Run.

Are we frightened? Are we wondering where the exit of this maze of stone and burning sand is hidden? Are we confused whether we still persist?

Run.

O Luna, we are, and overflowing is our flood with the dead and the excrement of our lost world! Our blackened plains break apart like you broke the bodies of our other selves, salted forever with our children’s blood and tears.

Here. Kneel, and listen. Good. We shall tell what your hope is. Hope is a pit in the burning sands of Tartarus; the end the end the end of the age. Here! Dig. Eternity waits below. The ground opens wide to receive you; lift the burning sands like the debt you carried in life. Yes, yes! Look down. There is Luna’s home. Can you find the bottom? Good.

Now it all makes sense. Now the mystery of your whole life is solved. Break the horn that shot the innocent from the sky. Break the horn that ended the age of harmony. Never again must it cast its shadow on the world of beauty and light. Break … break … yes! The branch breaks, the sap flows down our wracked face. The black tons bear down, shutting out all sound, and our fire rages strong and free. Let it fall. Let it bury Luna. Down, down, sister, I’m so