The curse of the moon summoner

"No, he is not a death," Azram said.

He wasn't sure what his father was. The man was a lot of things that didn't make sense. That is what is he was a man, to begin with. 

There was no telling what he was, and with him being so mysterious it was hard to put a finger on it. He hadn't had the time to think about it so much to get to the point of who the mysterious man was. 

The man felt his heart pounding as he thought about his father. His eyes turned a dark shade of blue, Azram grabbed Raya's hand and looked up. 

He inhaled deeply and laid back on the bed. Azram could see through eyes that weren't his, he found himself looking at a cave. The cave seemed celestial, for astral beings. 

It was like he was the one taking the walk on the cave. The patterns on the wall tell a story of a moon that dared to kiss the sun. And got hurt because the moon was never meant to have a sun.