The day the Sun Killed the Moon.
want to tell you a secret? There was one day, long before things forget his real name, the Sun Killed the Moon.
You will have to know that the sun, still bright and strong, the glory of heaven able to outshine all the stars with its light, was tormented with the image of the moon, inspirational poems and Valentine's confident, capable to unleash far frenseí without bloodlust and the tides that sway to the fish in their Swim without sleep. The Sun is life and energy, is known above all and large can not admit that there is competition, there was talk someone else behind him, who had even looked forward to retire and then return to simply accept his resignation, clinging to the comfort that was to leave again.
Where had been the golden oldies? epic poems and ritual dances and beautiful maidens. Maybe they gave all their presence for granted, to the extent of worship and simply tolerated? Where were the sacrifices?
Sun Killed the Moon and did not tell anyone, just drop your corpse as a joke around final, dead and lifeless ordered to reflect the light of others. Sad white skeleton of what was once the idol of white light into tolerant the density of the night, will stay there for punishment for their beauty.
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