First person It’s midnight, and the moon shined so brightly when I came to see my love. I was contemplating the thought that I am so bad for killing my mother just to give her heart to the maiden I love. I’m on my way to my maiden, my legs were shaking, and my heart kept on pounding. The rain fell, and I was so wet, and I fell to the ground, crying, thinking of my mother,who loved me so much.