I didn't listen to Cain. I wanted to know who that person sitting on the moon was. I wanted to go to the moon, and so I used my imagination to get there."Hello?" I shouted. My voice echoed.

"Who are you?" It was a girl. She stood up, let go of her fishing line, and faced me. She looked like a fairy. Her black hair was tied like an ice cream, and she had pretty colorful wings. "How did you get here?"

"I'm Lil. How about you? What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I'm Luna, the moon goddess. This ...