Literature
TES: Fire, Prologue
I still wonder, even after all those years.
Things never were clear to me and I guess, they never will.
I'm sitting in front of the large round window that covers the entire East wall, watching those tiny twinkling dots in the night sky that watch over me from so far away, wondering that, maybe, my parents are between them. I do this every night when I can't sleep, which tends to happen.
I take a look at my flower shaped collar which reflects the bright moonlight. It's the only thing I have left from my parents and the most valuable thing I have, I wouldn't give it away for nothing. It's like the last memory I have left from my parents, fr