The sun morns.

They have faded.

All he cared for.

The Moon.

The Shadow.

What is left?

Him and the Stars.

But Stars don't morn.

Do they even remember?

Do they remember who saved them?

Do they care?

They didn't help.

Only he tried.

Only he is left.

The Stars were never really there.

Did they want this?

Was this the Stars plan.

He will never know.

Because he fades.

Leaving the Stars.

The Stars, and those who don't care.