She had been out there for quite some time, and her grandfather had gone to sleep hours ago. She lowered her view to her clasped hands that sat in her lap and shivered slightly even though it was relatively warm out.
"Oh moon, you're so bright out tonight . . ." She said dreamily, as she looked back up at the sky. "I wonder what it's like up there . . ." Kaguya lifted up one of her arms and cupped her hand so it looked as if she was holding the moon.
"Beautiful moon tonight, eh mon amie?" A gentle voice asked her. Startled, she jerked her head around, only to see a man with a strange winged hat and bright clothes on.
She blinked several times, first in wonder as to how he had sneaked up on her so quickly, and second, who he was. Kaguya had never seen this man before, and her town was relatively small, and very few people ever visited her home since it was secluded from the rest of the town.
The stranger glanced over at her and smiled. "Don't worry; I just thought I would be able to view the sky better from up here."
"Who are you?" Kaguya asked, still wary of him.
"Waka, God's gift to man," he grinned. "Bonjour," He held out a hand toward her. She remained still, though, silently refusing to shake his hand. Seeing that, he laughed sheepishly and dropped his hand.
". . . And yourself?" he asked.
"Kaguya," she replied quietly.
"Kaguya? Nice name," He said as he stood, Kaguya's eyes followed him as he walked away. "Kaguya then, do you remember your childhood?"
She was taken aback by his sudden question, biting her lip slightly. "Of course I do, I grew up with my grandfather," she replied.
"What about your parents?"
She opened her mouth to respond, but nothing came out. She had no idea who her parents were, or if the elderly man she was living was really her grandfather.
Detecting that she wasn't going to respond he smiled slightly. "Why don't you go find out?" he asked.
Her gaze snapped toward him, but he was gone. In his place was a small brick red tablet. She leaned over and picked it up, trying to decipher the scrawl written on it.
"Look for my parents? My past?" she said to herself, unconsciously clutching the tablet close to her.
She looked up and saw a dark maroon spreading across the bottom of horizon.
"Kaguya!" her grandfather called from inside. "I need you to go into town today!"
She breathed out heavily. "Yes, grandfather," she mumbled, standing. As she shuffled toward the door, the gentle tune of a flute reached her ears.
[For my most cherished prayers to reach you
I shall sing again today