29 May 2012
Luna, a fair maiden, dressed in white. Her silken hair caresses her face, creating shadows in the dark.
Stood up on her wedding day, forever chasing her husband to be across the sky. Her sorrow brings the night, her wedding gown the clouds that float above. Her lover, a light- footed man, bounds away from her, his movements creating light and colour. She cries, letting her tears fall upon the land, dowsing it in broken dreams.
Two lovers, forever running, forlorn and lost to love.
Luna • Opuss № I