I had never wanted to stay here with you. It's not because I'm trying to fight for us or for my family, it's because I believed that we couldn't make our destinies work. This is the only thing I can do to end my never-ending suffering. Sometimes, I would wish I could stay here and force myself to love my life here with you while I dream forever as you watch over me, but I know I can't.

I wish to share the truth about us, the truth about my country. The deep truth of the scars drawn across my skin whenever anger or hardship had struck upon us is what I'll share with those I trust. Those who I trust to help me through my times of distress. All this darkness you both have forced me to walk through has caused me so much sorrow. The almost nonexistent happiness that I have always asks me with a frown, "Are you sure that you're okay?" I would always whisper back to it, to you, "No, I'm really not. I'm so afraid," yet this darkness you had created engulfs me even more instead of helping me.

You should have known that the time for me to leave was coming soon. You should have known that I didn't want to stay cooped up in my room dreaming of magic rather than learning how to do it myself. You always tell me that I can never fly and touch the sky like I dream to do, but I learned that that is my fate. I want to soar like the fairies that are known to all. I wish to fight alongside those who I can see as family and either win with a fist to the air or lose with a smile and a tearful eye. I will do anything to make my impossible possible by following my dreams and nobody can stop me.

So, yes, maybe I can never fly, maybe I can't touch the sky. Even so, I still wish to spread my wings. I will reach my hand out to the sky and run as if I had just begun my journey into this dark, cruel world. This is what I choose as my path, as my destiny. I will never come back and you will never get to make up the agonizing pain I felt throughout my life. As a gift to remember the girl you broke, I leave you with this letter and a bouquet of moondrops.

Luna Bellatrix