In The Night of Stars, It was all dark but star shone so bright, they lighted up the whole sky. Just below this benevolent Welkin, Sat a rather Vulnerable Soul, Tears clinging to her eyes, her mind in state of full despair, beyond repair, And her thoughts somewhere else, She was thinking where it all started to ruin, was it when she first ever asked her father for a Glimpse of Balloon, or when she wanted to study soon, or when she refused to marry their selected groom. She wondered on and on. She thought, maybe she'll never be the daughter they want.... After all, her father never wanted a daughter, as he'd rather face slaughter than raise a daughter, he wanted a son, only than he'll be stun. She was utterly confused, whether she should go back or remain Loose. nevertheless, She was still the beloved daughter of the moon, the soul of the venerable starry sky.
