Screaming.

It was all I could hear as I passed the City's downtown district. Ice, Gale, Thunder I couldn't really make heads or tails anymore. As I walk towards the mall, well what's left of it. How did this happen? Why are they all in pain? Why am I ignoring them?

I bite the inside of my cheek as I passed over a corpse, a woman no older than I am, or was it "was"? I don't know, It feels like ages since I saw or heard another person, a Live one that is.

A few more steps and I found a child whose hair was of Luna itself with half-lid eyes of the once Azure sky steadily breathing, clinging to life, wanting to live. The Child's hand outstretched towards the sky as if reaching out for something, for someone.

It's small hand reaching out to the vast sky, struggling to hold it up. I grabbed it and held the child close. The child was warm. Warm as the first rays of the Sunrise. The longer I held the Child, the more I return to this world. A form I had long abandoned.

A Mother.