AN: This is possibly the shortest chapter that I have ever written in my life. So much for effect.

Living with the sad moon

The weeks have passed and she remains in the state that I had found her in on the street.

Angry to broken within seconds and ultimately ending in catatonic oblivion; at that point, I leave whatever destroyed venue we happen to be residing in. The saving grace is that as much as Moon might be able to rip a place to shreds, she can repair everything with even less bother. I am not going to tell her that my house has never been in such a pristine mode from the manner of constant destroying and rebuilding.

I imagine that she would have little to say about it. Moon doesn't care much for anything or anyone at this moment. Even less for the state of everything around her; such as the pressing issue of Cora coming into this realm or that I was almost forced to close the portal for good. Such an action would have left us to live in this realm for the rest of our years. Although Moon doesn't need to care about such matters.

She can outlive every single one of us for all I bloody care.