The Story of a Lost but not Forgotten Friend

Many years have passed since you were first cursed, my dear friend.

Countless times have I seen the trees lose their leaves,
Countless times have I seen them bloom again.

They took you away from me but I'm never letting go.
I can still see the passion in your blue eyes, fueling me with hope.

But this year, this autumn,
When the blood stained moon rises, it will all change.

My spell will finally be complete,
During this last harvest.

One last attempt, one final chance.
Our time to be united again has finally come...