Have you heard the story,
the story of how the Sun loved the Moon?
Of course you have.
He loved her so much he died every night,
just so she could breathe.
Everyone knows that story.

What about the story,
the story of the girl who lived with the stars?
No?
She looked down at the Earth and dreamed.
She dreamed of trees and water and life,
of finding a freedom she had yet to know.

What about the story,
the story of the girl who lived in the forest?
How strange.
She looked up at the skies for guidance and light,
and found solace when she saw the stars
winking at her in the sky.

You don't know this story?
The story of the girl whose laughter was the sound of
rain on the river; and the girl who loved her more than
life itself.
It's beautiful. Why?
Because, most of all, it's a story of love,
a story of when green eyes met blue.

Why tell this story?
Because it's a story as old as time itself, perhaps even older
It is, in fact, timeless.
A story of desire, passion and two souls becoming one
The girl with hair like stardust,
and the girl with the spirit of the forest in her eyes.

They can be found in lovers and soulmates alike,
for they live in each and every one of us.
This way the story never dies for it cannot;
there is no force that could separate such a love shared.
It will outlast even time.