Like in the great stories

"Is this how it was meant to be? All the stars have deserted us, I don't know if the wind is alive yet, and look at you, all covered by those dark clouds".
"Looking harder into the haze will not make it any clearer", said the moon, her best friend.
"But what wrong have we done? Why do we deserve this fate? I don't know if I can do this."
"We cannot weigh right or wrong of what has happened. By right we shouldn't have even be here."
"But we are!"
"Let this tale be about what we did, not what happened to us. Like in the great stories!"
"We don't know what to do. Can there ever be a happy ending now? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad has happened?"
"In every tale there comes a time when darkness seems to be the only way it can end. But are these the stories we remember? The one's that stay with us are those where the clouds pass and sunshine comes back, brighter than ever. It is not because the folks in those stories didn't come face to face with darkness or were any braver than us. They all had chances to turn back and leave the world to its fate. But they just kept going."
"Why?"
"Because they were holding onto to something."
"What are we holding onto? What are we fight for?"
"For all the good that is still left in this world".
"Amen"
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word count #246
Inspired by Lord of the Rings

Written for "Moonlight picture contest"

I also write @ the world round me