Mother, Sir Troy, Gandalf, and Victor.
I was daydreaming about all of you gathered in the big field filled by various types of flowers and the blue sky.
In my vision all of you ran together laughing happily, as already forgotten all the bitter things in the past.
Different from all of you. I was stand here without anyone beside me staring at all of you from the other side.
You are on the bright side, together accompanied by the rays of the sun. While I was on the side of the darkness, all alone accompanied by the rays of the moon which does not even emit the light.
Until a darkhaired and red eyes man grabbed my hand, pulling me in to their world. He changes my clothes that are colored black to white.
"Remember, This is not thy fault, my sister."
The person who grabbed my hand. Now hold me tightly while showing me what was in front of us.
"Brother Varest?"
Then he look at me, then smiled.
