Seeing the Moon, Hearing the Bell, Longing for Home

Ring the bell and summon the souls. With my thoughts, I call your spirits; with my command, I raise them as an army. Souls, return! Souls, return! She had never understood anything about this world. She didn’t know what was right or wrong, because it seemed like everything she did was wrong. But so what? She had come into this world alone, and was destined to have no ties, to do as she pleased, to fear nothing and care nothing for right or wrong, as long as she was happy. But later, someone came along and taught her that everything in this world had causes and consequences, and that right and wrong could be traced. All that mattered was having a clear conscience. Even if you made a mistake, you could be forgiven if you turned back and corrected it in time. Perhaps he came too late, or perhaps this was simply her nature... After all, she was already in the abyss, yet still foolishly dreamed of reaching for the moon in the sky. She was doomed to be shattered from the very beginning. But if he was waiting at the end, perhaps she wouldn’t regret it so much…