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What a sad day. I've remembered something from before. Before I was here. There is a table, and sat at this table are 8 people; four guys and four girls. It's not a date, I know that much. Not much is being said, but from what I can see, when words are spoken, there is no sound. A large meteor soars into the atmosphere. It's so big it has a greenish blue glow. We watch as it flies back into space. Its morning, or some time just before it. Glances go around the table. As I look at the people, one of the girls catches my gaze. Moonlight for eyes; pure glimmering gold for hair, egg nog for skin. I hate egg nog, but it accurately portrays her skin. There's something about her gaze. She sees right through me, but while I wonder what it is she sees, I find myself wondering more "does this moment really have to end?" It was a feeling so bittersweet that tears would be eminent had I the ability to cry. If I could only hold her and never let go. I feel like it ended...something ended. But when I think about that feeling, I realize it is the same feeling I had when I first woke up here. That feeling of longing. I'm sure that she is the reason I want to leave this place. With renewed vigor, I will fight my way through this place until I can be reunited with her. My moonlight...