...and the world was about to end.
Everything might turn other way if someone was there. But noone was, and then it's too late.
And there were moonlight and stars and her precious, gentle, lonely and unbearable night.
She is not a spoiled kid, she is a goddess. Her mind always seeks for solutions, and always finds them, and she knows how to make a decision. She is indeed like her sister.
But that time the solution was wrong. And the problem was wrong. And everything was wrong. And everything went wrong, with no way back for a thousand years.
And there was that moment when it all still could be stopped, but noone was around.
Didn't really want to paint this. Dislike the fall and the fallen state. And it's upsetting to imagine the one you admire in despair and distress and about to make a grave mistake. But sometimes you just have to understand, to forgive and to accept, even if you can't justify.