I spun around in excitement for the Festival, the Festival Lunae. The bright colors of Leichtleaves and Luxflies seemed to circle around me as what looked like a tornado. Sounds of chattering, likely in excitement for the Festival, were heard all around. I looked down over the bridge, waving to all of those riding Taubolsh. They waved back. I looked to the sky, which, even though the Moon was not present, was bright. Luxflies flew all around, and Leichtleaves were being blown a bit up due to the heavy wind. Speaking of which, that is when I felt it against my back. I shivered for a second, before turning around. I left the bridge, walking along the sidewalks. “When will she get here!?” I thought to myself. “You can't miss a Festival,” I said under my breath. “What was that?” the girl in front of me asked. I looked up, slightly taken aback. “Julia! I have been waiting for ten minutes! I thought you were going to miss the Festival,” I said. “I would never,” she replied, slightly offended at my remark. We both looked to the sky. “I hope She returns,” Julia mumbled. “Me too,” I said. “Joshua, we haven't seen her, ever. It's been a thousand years.”
Was Her.