Luna

I once saw a dream crying to the moon because her heart was broken. The dream named Luna flew around the darkness of the light, letting the ends of her soul drip sorrowfully into the minds of those below. Luna flew to and fro until she could no longer breathe between the movement and her sobs. Moon inquired of her dear friend as to who broke her heart. Luna replied no one. But the Moon saw and felt the pain of many a soul who cried their eyes out to her due to heartbreak.  Luna began to rant - more like singing actually. A long, beautiful string of high pitched notes that blended into each other starting slowly, and then quickened in tempo. When she was done, she floated beside Moon. Again, Moon asked who had broken her heart. The Dream Called Luna replied that loneliness had broken her heart.