Epilogue — Part 1

I was sleeping.

Yes, I was sleeping peacefully. I did not want to wake up. I felt comfortable, as if I was on a pile of fluffy clouds. I wanted to keep in this state for a while longer. 

Here there were no fights.

Here there were no deaths.

Here there was no magic, neither good nor bad.

Here, I could be at peace.

I dreamed of Mother Luna, caressing my hair gently. She pampered me as if I was her own, rocking me in my dreams, watching for my safety. I remembered having talked with her, although I just could remember her words. I only know that she had murmured that she was going to protect me, even when it seemed that she had left me. She was always by my side.

I also dreamed of my mother, who cried bitterly between my arms. As much as I wanted to ask her what happened, I could not understand it. It was as if she was far