A/N: This is (obviously) the prologue to a story that will occur around a year after The Code of Claw. I am very unhappy with it; hopefully the rest of the story will be better.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Underland Chronicles, any of the characters, etc.
Prologue
As he was taken away from me forever, I could only watch. I had given up tears long ago. "You will never see him again" I kept telling myself. But I could not accept it. I just sat there numbly, staring at the hole he had disappeared up through, now covered by the rock that was supposed to part us forever.
I had looked up and, for the first time in my life, seen stars. What a beautiful word. I looked up at the pinpricks of light there in the sky. They were beautiful, just as beautiful as their name. I also saw the moon, shining and round. Both stars and moon would always, always be connected with him leaving now, and, beautiful as they were, I knew I could never appreciate them fully. But I also knew, deep inside, that I would see them again.
I would not accept never seeing him again. Our kiss had been bittersweet, and I vowed it would not be our last. I knew I would have to find a way to get back to my warrior. He claimed he was a warrior no longer, but I knew better. I would get back to Gregor.