Talim couldn't sleep. There was a bitter cold wind blowing through her window, but she didn't bother to close it. She wanted to stay awake. To think things over. To imagine the possibilities. Talim had been getting sick more often after she had moved to this new place. The doctors would never know what the sicknesses were. Talim felt lost and alone. She didn't know who to go to, she didn't know where to hide if things were bad. She felt her eyes drooping, but she fought to keep them open. But as sickly as she was, Talim couldn't bear it. Slowly but surely, Talim fell into an uneasy sleep.
"Open your eyes, Talim. There's something you don't know," a voice whispered.
Talim slowly opened her heavy eyelids, and saw she was lying in a field of roses. Sweet smelling rose petals fell from the sky. Before Talim stood a beautiful figure, with long golden pigtails, and a crescent moon on her forehead. Her snow white dress fluttered around her in the soft breeze. "Who are you? What do you want?" Talim croaked, her throat sore from the strange sicknesses. "I have come to bring you warnings, and also your future," the figure said, her voice floating in the air like an echo. Talim buried her head in her arms, it was paining her to hold it up for so long. "I don't know what your talking about. Warnings? My future? What do you mean?" Talim asked. "It will take a while to explain, but you will understand when I'm through.""A long time ago, there was a place on the moon called the Moon Kingdom, in an era called the Silver Millennium. You used to live in the Silver Millennium, Talim. You were a poor villager, foraging the planets for your living. But then you switched to a life of crime."
"You switched from a poor priestess to a thieving mastermind, and you went around to the different planets, taking precious relics and weapons from the royal courts. You tried taking the Chalice of the Moon, but you got caught. You were going to be left in the dungeons to die, but I thought differently."
"I gave you a small amount of power from all the planets and bound you to the Chalice. Your orders were to protect the Moon Princess and her followers as a warrior. And I have come to give you these orders again."
Talim lifted her head to look at the slender figure. "I don't understand," she said weakly. "How could I have lived so long ago? I'm only sixteen."
The figure smiled. "There are ways," she said, amusement in her voice. Suddenly she lifted her hand and in her palm appeared something that looked like a multi-colored pen. "Take this. It will become of great assistance," the figure said, handing the pen to her. Then she started fading away. "Wait!" Talim croaked. "There is so much I have to know! So much I have to learn! Don't go…" Talim's voice faded as she fainted again.
Talim awoke with a start. What did the dream mean? Was it just her imagination? Talim was so confused, her head started to throb. Then she felt something in her palm. She looked down at her hand, and saw the multi-colored pen that was in her dream. Talim was starting to freak out. Was the dream real? Who was that woman? How does she know her? What's the Moon Kingdom? Talim's mind raced with questions. But for some reason, she felt this strange pen was important, so when Talim fell asleep, she had the pen held tightly in her hands.