032: loneliness

A single tear rolled down her porcelain cheek, made radiant by the glow of the moon. A sympathetic wind rolled by, trying to carry the droplet away, but succeeded only in tousling the short locks made silver by the moonlight. Though the breeze had been warm, the girl shivered, holding her legs close as though if her arms let go, they would run from her. Yet, her eyes shone like the stars watching far above, as she searched the sea of stars.

"Where are the eyes that search for mine?" she softly whispered.

There was silence...soon broken by sobs.