Prologue:

Long raven hair messed up the passing breeze and eyes of crimson that stares beyond the horizon, the prince silently wept. In his arms, he carries the lifeless body of his most precious person. Her warm smile gone and what remains of her beauty are the signs of fatigue. He wept for his loss, for his foolishness, and for his weakness.

And, silently to the bright morning star that his beloved cherish most. He offered a prayer. A silent yet strong prayer that betrayed his people and his kin. He broke the ancient rule and offered his life. He breathed his life to the star.

"To keep your smile, Elune. To keep your smile" softly he caressed her face for the last time. "I am willing to die many times" he muttered as he let a tear escaped. A gentle wind passed by and he disappeared. The day was gone and the night was born.

Innocently, she opened her eyes. Tears flood out as her heart aches for the emotion that she long forgotten. She craved for the touch that she knew too well and yet she also knew that it shall be against the impossibility. For she was the night, born when the day shall die.