To the moon and back & Some chore it is...

It was on a mild and foggy day that lord Loneliness and lady Caring were found, almost like sitting, on the bench in the evergreen park near the graveyard, stripped of everything: of their clothes, their dignity and even of their life - they were dead.
"Oh my...", the people thought, "What happened, what caused this?"
The answer remains unknown, but one may think...
Crowds who had gathered to witness this spectacle scattered after a while, yet they never really left behind the presumed morbid and twisted events of the late day - as had died Mr. Yesterday, the two disgraceful souls had died as well. And people spoke their minds quite clearly:
"I am absolutely certain of it! That good for nothing lord Loneliness was at fault. One just can't trust such suspicious gloomy men."
"Oh give it a rest Rupert, it's not like he would 'ave approached lady Carin' willingly, now is it?. You do know 'ery well how hes like..."
"You made a very good point there lady Bright. If I may say so however, I can't help but think that lord Loneliness stayed with her that night for some reason."
"Nonsense! He must have killed 'er! And himself as well!"
"I beg your pardon but I'm afraid I will have to disagree with that statement. The cause of their death has yet to be discovered. Thus far it seems they died of natural causes, even if it is highly unlikely."
"I bet he couldn't stand his gloomy ways any longer and snapped! Dragged that poor girl right with him."
"It certainly is an interesting speculation..."
"Now hol' on, hold on you two! Don't you see? Ol' fellow Loneliness was in love wih 'er. He'd have gone to the moon and back for his lovely lady Carin'."
"Well, ain't that so? Wouldn't 'ave thought that of em."
"I wonder how he handled himself. Imagine all that. Deep down he longed for lady Caring's graceful soul to warm him. He must have loathed himself for even thinking that way. And the young lady can't help it either, can she? What a pair..."
____________________________________________________________________

Keeping one's surroundings clean is a matter of aesthetics. It is very practical and cleanses not only the surroundings, but the soul as well. Anyway, it's just ONE thing, that I think can be done with delight rather than with the burden of tediousness.
That's what I thought I'd like to share with you... nothing much behind it besides the hidden final letter of the first part of the riddle-sentence.