• Preface •

"It's been you always. YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME", screamed Vulkan.

Nehza lay motionless. Inside the pit of mud, her clothes soaked in blood and her hair askew. Fireflies emitted the only distinct tune in the dense dark forest woods. The sun was about to set and a pink haze was seen streaking across the skyline. She whispered, "I can't but I have to". One last weak smile before she finally slept- once and for all?