Descending from the Stars

This place is the same...

The night was filled with the music of crickets and bugs. It was a clear night, and the moon was a grand light in the sky. It's light rained down on the illustrious Land of Yang. The stars were also spectacular in their positions. Footsteps joined the music of the night, the sound of grass being crushed underneath multiple feet. A goddess-like beauty moved with grace. Her face, of porcelain skin, was void of expression. Her hair of white cascaded down her white kimono which was decorated at the sleeves with gold. An emblem of the moon was seen on the back of her clothing.

Holding her right hand was a boy of short stature. His hair was just as impressive as his mother's, but it was of the deepest shade of black. It fell from his head to his toes. Holding her left hand was a girl even shorter than the boy. Her hair matched the color of her mother's, but it reached just above her shoulders. Her eyes were unique in the sense that they were two different colors: sky blue and gold.

They arrived at a large estate, great in size. Two pillars stood on each side of a double door. The woman stepped forward with her children. She hesitated. She hadn't been on this world in eighteen years, nor had she seen her cousin, the owner of the estate. But she pushed her anxiety aside, and pushed the doorbell. She stood back and waited for the doors to open.