They say that our world was created with music.

Long ago, when the stars were young, the Sun Goddess and the Moon Goddess lived alone in their palaces. They only had each other for company, and though they each cherished one another, they soon began to dream of bigger things; a realm beneath their palaces, where the land was lush and ripe with living things, and all manner of beings could thrive together.

So, they began to sing.

Slowly, the melody of their shared dream blended together, creating vibrant forests, shimmering, yet stormy seas, and winding rivers. They sang life into each creature, each tree, and each blade of grass. They spent countless centuries perfecting the realm before they even began shaping mortals with their song.

Music is the root of all life, the core of our souls. It is why every song evokes a memory, a feeling–even if you have never heard it before.

How long has it been, since our supposed wedding day? I no longer keep track of the Goddesses' cycles. I only know that you would never have left me here without a reason, and that alone is why I still wait.

Even if this temple turns into dust, and the mountain around it crumbles to the ground, I will still wait.

Even if the Goddesses cease their eternal harmony, I will still wait.

As long as there is a chance that I will see you again, no matter how slight, I will still wait.