Luna looked at the tree.
"Philomena, I know you're up there, come down please," Luna uttered.
Philomena hesitated, but she flew to the ground.
"Please, come home. My sister misses you."
"I'm not coming back." Philomena chirped. She tried to soared away into the sky, but all her feathers had fallen off. She only had one left.
"Luna-" The feather fell of of Philomena, and Philomena burst into flame.
Luna stared at the ashes.
"It's okay, Philomena. You can do it."