In the silent clouds, a story is told.
The shapes of letters reflects in the river of silver.
In the story the sun dies every night to let the moon breath,
and rest in the moonlight.
Its a beautiful love story,
interlaces in the asperitas.
Every morning there is a new bright light shining,
like the Sirius, the brightest star in the sky.
The silver shine letters continues to paint the story.
A Fujii/ESA