Nightfall

The moon was really nice tonight. So bright with the help from the sunlight and silver glow that brings the mist to a sudden still. Stare long enough you'll see two more, one of First and the other belonging to Third. Distant yet so close that it seems that you can grasp it. It still amazes me how there are other worlds beyond the darling Second. Back home, the thought of planets with life or a life beyond ours was considered hearsey.

Back home…Back home we or rather I had a moon of my own once. It would rise and set all just for me and not for anyone else. Not that anyone else would care for the moon just like I did. No one loved it more than I. That is another reason for me to return.

You know, it was very cold, a very cold night. The air was still and the world just seemed to be wrapped in tranquility. It was odd for not long ago, the world and land turned hungry and growled. The last time it was like this I-we were at the bookstore in Novas, I do believe that we are still residing in Novas. Back in that bookstore we found a book, one with a cover with the image of a girl that resembled an awful lot like that idiot sister of mine.

How child-like I behaved the last few days, no matter what happened, I should not have behaved in such an unladylike manner.

A sigh was all that escaped my mouth as the wind picked up and brushed past the braid of mine or Emily's I should say, With a look out the window I saw the fallen buildings wrapped in debris and ash, with no monsters in sight.

I can't believe I could forget something as important as my execution and name. I should have died at dawn but was given or robbed a second chance. That voice that cried halt at the time I was supposed to lay my final breath could only be what I assume to belong to that of my little sister. She really shouldn't have done so, especially with all the horrors I brought upon "my'' people. I am unable to blame the neglecting and manipulating servants that the king entrusted my life to, no, I can not make excuses for the deaths I have caused. I apolagize for the many crimes and abuse I caused you Alicia.

Yet, depsite remembering that, I just, no matter how hard I try, remember what happened after that and how I got here. All I know or even remember that just may be of any use is a white shadow…A white shadow! The monster I saw that one time, it was really white yet not? It was something like a shadow, a translcent light of black or something. What was the name, did it even have a name? I don't recall…How do I know that thing? Was the name Seraph or was it a seraph?

I sighed once more as the mind went blank and off into the wind that carried ash and debris all the way to First.

How long has it been since I had fallen asleep? A very long time I assume, I wonder and wonder where Salem could have gone. Had she left me? That girl…She just had to grow up in the most inconvenient time in her life.

I don't know what to do. I want to stay here even if it's all in disarray, but this life, this body I have, it belongs to another girl. When I couldn't remember my own memories she did, she still remembers even when I'm not here.

The moons are really nice tonight despite the terrors that occurred in Second, if only I knew just what to do.

I sighed and stood up and stumbled quite a bit as I made my way out of the room. I had to find Salem or Reinhardt, I need some sort of understanding or stability.

The hallways were lopsided and they roamed and spiraled into a maze of gray, dark, lonely halls filled with multple doorways. They mimicked the terrors that lurked the nightmares of children, long frail arms creeping out of the dark slowly making its way towards your bed. A light sensation against your hand, a hand covered by the supposed safety of your blanket, it would feel heavy and cold.

These were the fears I held as a child after my mother passed, there would be footsteps outside my room along with whispers. Some nights however, someone would come in and begin to rummage through my stuff. The nights I feared the most was when someone came in and just stood beside my bed. A tall slender figure would just stand there and do nothing but watch.

Like many children back in the land of my birth, I had no one to comfort me. It was just the moon and I but the moon couldn't protect me from the monsters that came at night, it couldn't stretch its light to my bed, it was far too in the dark. However, unlike many children I had a blanket to shield me away from the monsters that came in and it worked. It never did lay a hand on me, not even on the stray hairs that protrude out of the sheets, I was safe as long as I had that net of safety.

I had no blanket on the day of my execution yet…

The corridors were narrow and it was diffucult to navigate, especially without a map. They seemed to stretch upon miles with no end. After what seemed like fifteen minutes I finally found an exit.

I pressed on the door giving it a push to open. The moment it moved an inch, the cold night air came rushing in, blowing on my "new" nightgown, chills ran up my spine. Barefoot, I gently placed a foot onto the mess of concrete, painful it was yet very…Liberating.

Was it perhaps due to the new revelations from tonight? Was it relief for finding safety and remembering those awful memories that I feel this way? Nonetheless, it feels nice to be bathed in the cold dew and mist that comes with three moons. My dear Emlly, fear not for I will bring you home to whoever is waiting for you.