To forget
Bathed in moonlight he got the ingredients ready.
The light of the full moon walked over the water like the first night. He crushed the leaves, took water from the lake and a drop of blood from his finger.
The moon watched from the water as the rest of the stars moved around her. He looked at her and with a gesture asked if it was OK. She hesitated and agreed.
It had been a long time and it didn't seem to be written that they were together.
Without sadness, she danced over the water as he took his shirt off. Over his chest with the paste he wrote four runes and a fifth one in the middle, right over his heart
The moon danced without worry but he could feel she was nervous, that I would work and that without his heart she would be alone again.
He looked up and smiled as the feeling stopped. She had gotten good at calming herself down.
She had never been alone as the stars were always around her, so he knew she'd be OK.
It was close to midnight when he started, every rune came with a word as he drew them on himself.
The fifth one in the heart was said right at twelve.
The moon stopped dancing when she felt it in the air, something had changed. The air was dense like water and now she was standing over what seemed to be the sky.
Her hair floated over her head as he stood up from the ground and walked towards her.
The bond written by moonlight, never completed, maintained by distance, would be set free, uniting both ends.
Not a break, there were no tiers, untied and free.
He walked closer to her and with every step he felt a tingle in his back shivers growing stronger and stronger.
The runes in his chest started to glow this time and took all the shivers with them, as the shivers grew the runes glowed brighter.
As he got closer the fifth rune opened in his chest, he reached to his right hand with his left and touched it as if he was putting on a glove.
His right hand started to glow as he reached inside his chest through the rune. Carefully he grabbed a bright heart that was wrapped around his.
The moon saw the heart and did the same, she reached inside her chest and grabbed his. But she didn't want to let go.
He smiled understandingly but told her there was not much else to do. They tried and it never worked. In another life perhaps but there was no more time in this one. He told her to just let him go, the story was told and this was as good an ending as any.
It was impossible since it started as she was the moon and he was just a man.
He read the first rune out loud and the heart in his hand glowed brighter. The warmth and beat of the heart in his hand grew as he read the second rune.
By the third, he could feel only his heart inside his chest, the heart was purely in his hand. Then the forth and by the fifth the heart in his hand flew back to her chest.
Refusing to let go he smiled and read the runes from the fifth to the first. His heart slowly moved from her chest to her hand and from her hand it flew back to his chest.
As the last rune was named the air went back to normal. The moon was standing over the water and he fell inside the water to the lake.
The bond was undone and they were both free. He swam back to shore as the water washed away the runes.
She saw him one last time as the night turned into day and sunlight finished the ritual.