The air was whistling, the breeze was cold, the bushes rustled and the owls sang, it was nighttime.

"The moon has always been with us, since the creation of this land, no one has ever defiled it or talked above it, you see, the sun....is a little different..."

"And why is that so teacher?"

"You see...the humans regard the sun as something different, not as a deity or a god, but as a resource, a good, an object to be used, although, from a human perspective, IT IS just that, "a sun"...." THEIR SUN," a white hair lady said to a young boy, a kid no more than 10, they both looked up at the sky, staring into the endless stars.

"But what about the moon? can we also use the moon?" said the child, still staring into the skies

"Well, the moon doesn't help our plants grow, the moon does shine for us, but the moon is useless for us"

"But without the moon, we wouldn't be able to see these beautiful starts!" said the child while standing up and reaching toward the starry night that unfolded before his eyes

the lady chuckled.

"That isn't quite how it works!" said the white hair lady between giggles "Hey! Don't laugh at me!!" exclaimed the boy. They both giggled and smiled, still staring into the sky

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"Teacher! Since you seem to know it all, what is in the moon!" said the boy expecting an answer right away, but instead, he found himself waiting for the lady to answer, he waited 10 seconds, then one minute, then 3 minutes, for some reason, the lady was still staring at the sky, or more specifically, the moon

"The moon," said the lady, breaking the silence she had placed within the forest "The moon has...creatures that you have never seen before, vile and disgusting creatures who rob each other, kill each other, and curse each other" after a long pause the lady turned her head and spoke.

"Tell me Hyung, why do you like the moon? it only brings death, despair, loneliness, and many other things to be afraid of" The child beside her sat down and slowly looked her way

"Well, I like the stars, I like the cold, I like the whistles of the wind, and when the moon shows up, it's the only time I can spend time with you...."

"......" "........" "....." "...let me show you something...." the woman stood up, the woman raised her hands, the...woman...whispered...

suddenly, the air wasn't whistling, the breeze wasn't cold, the bushes didn't rustle, and the owls didn't sing, it was...nighttime?

but not a single star could be seen