The nighttime had broken so harshly that the sun refused to return. In its absence, the ancient behemoths of the world took on a luminescent shimmer, not quite as bright as a moonlit sky, but enough to render the world visible once again.
I see a female child with a sad face climbing up a mountain towards the cliff where a woman is standing dressed in a wedding dress holding on with both hands to the waist of a Final Fantasy-ish knight in intricate silver armor and flowing purple and red robes. Also see a an animal skeleton (cat or tiger maybe) coming out of the water crashing against said cliff to the bottom left of the child. I will draw it later for you and me.