What was that voice? That sound like some one was crying?
Once upon a time there was a young, kind village girl whose father and mother had died long ago. Her father named her Sun. He had named her that as she shone a bright, orange light that was exactly like the sun we have now ( they didn't have Sun and Moon at that time yet ).
I should take this baby home.
One day Sun was helping an old farmer who could not do his work because his rheumatism stopped him from doing its work. Sun was tending his crops.
‘Wa-w-w-wa-w-wa!’ There it was again! She certain heard a three month old baby cry for its long gone mother.
Sun rushed to where she thought it was coming from and gasped in utter horror and shock. What was a baby doing here, in the wilderness, where wild things prowled?
Why will a bay be here？
Sun immediately knew something was different about this baby. Something that is strange. The baby shone in the same way like her, except she Shone Orange light and the baby Shone a beautiful Silver light. Sun decided to take this baby home, and raise it as her own. She named her Moon and taught her everything she knew.
Why dose this baby Shone Silver light?
One day after 11 years, they were both fetching water for the old gentle farmer that have rheumatism, and they reached an extremely dangerous river. They carefully bent down to fill a bucket with water that was when the river-bank became a bit too slippery. Sun and Moon both fell in to the rive and drowned.