Stardust and Moonfall

Aesther wondered for a long time, but in the end, she was really dumb. 

It was hard to make sense of many things. She thought she would certainly want to confess her feelings to Ahzure after all that had happened lately between them. She at least hoped that he knows…

But when the time came.

She could not bring herself to do it.

Maybe because she thought she was too flawed for someone like Ahzure, or maybe she was still afraid, too unsure where their fates might lead.

Aesther glanced outside the ruins.

The small chasm around the shrine was dim and embraced with an overflowing fauna. She wondered what was taking Ahzure so long, her thoughts became scattered and mostly blank.

But often, she would think about Ezrahl.

The splash of red in his robes seemed to seep in a never-ending night, the warmth of his coat around her while he remained in the cold for the whole night.

She would think about his enchanting gaze.