Ruined

What if she was the Morning Star? The one who would guide me out of darkness and into the light? The one who would cure my blindness and help me see? What if she was the one who could help me get my true memories back? What if she was the one? There was an isolated field beyond the newer housing in the area. I was panting by the time I reached the middle of the field where Venus was. She had her back to me, and by now she was sobbing.

"Venus, don't cry. What's wrong, Venus? Venus, do you hear me?"