Ritual 01; Lullaby of the Moonlit Nightsky

[Instrumental]

[Backstory]
Luna came across a certain page, it was a drawing that occupied the two full pages. The drawing depicted a crescent moon in purple ink being above some kind of ruined city.
Luna tried to comprehend what the book has shown to her. It is beyond her mere knowledge but her imagination took her there.

“Long ago, the Moon was a double-edged sword, beautiful but unpredictable. People worshipped the Moon likе god. Some believеd that the dead would ascend to meet the Moon.
This was fine until… a prophet made a vision. He saw the future where the Moon betrays everyone, even its worshippers.
He started insulting the Moon, the others didn’t believe what the prophet said. And in the end, the prophet was tortured to death by a cult.

Days passed by; people forgot the prophet.
A night came and it was cataclysmic; the Moon is in crescent and was tainted by a violet-blue color.
People saw this anomaly and gathered around the city; they thought the Moon was going to reward the worshippers for getting rid of the prophet.

What they received instead was a massacre and destruction.”

Luna closed the book and sighed.

“Nice fantasy,”

she thought to herself. She looked out of her window and at the moon again. She stretched her arm out trying to position along with the moon and grasped the air.

“If the story was real, that would’ve been nice too,”

Luna spoke quietly to herself.

Luna tried to grab her pen to write but she was too tired to do so. Luna fell asleep while sitting at her table along with the moonlight shining on her.