I walked across the open area. This snowy woodland which used to contain the small village of Burgess...my home now an empty land. I knew everything like the back of my hand. I could see the pathways of how they used to be laid in front of me still. The fire where the villagers used to gather and the small area me and my sister would be. I feel the snow crunch and shift beneath my feet. The earth that I once walked upon whilst I was human was long gone by now, but I can still imagine it and the many sticks and leaves littering the ground. I look over to the river of my final moments all those years ago. It reawakens memories of all the minuets I spent there, making myself remember happy memories. But now, the pond was frozen over, the earthy pathways weren't visible and the houses were demolished ages ago. My life in the place didn't seem to exist any longer. Just simple things that have disappeared, make my life crumble more. Being alone for three hundred years... It's made me tired as wish I had someone other than the Guardians to rely on.

I see a tree, splintered from its trunk, lying in the centre of the clearing. It's branches, this might sound stupid, looked familiar to me. It held memories of that distant time. It was difficult to imagine this is the place that I used to love.. Difficult to believe that this is the place that I always dream of..

My immortal life was different, enjoyable in fact, but it was missing one small simple thing... My family. Don't get me wrong, the Guardians are my family, but I need my mother and sister with me again. I've now just turned three hundred and nineteen (in human years) and I'm not getting any younger, but I still haven't met the person that I can rely on..

However, a part of me says I've already found that person. The person that was constantly trying to get a minuet with me. Always wanted an alliance with me and had even guide me to his home. The last time I saw him, he was being dragged away from me, his eye fixated on me for help, signalling his end.. I grip my staff and dash back to that all too familiar place. The entrance to his home, his place of demise and the place only we know.

The darkness shrouded out all of the light. Such a simple thing confused me, whether I should be scared or welcomed. I'd grown through close to a year since I last saw him and haven't had someone to rely on. When was he going to let me through the darkness and to him? One year of tiring strain for the one person I was looking for and didn't realise I already had. I was tired, but now I've finally found somewhere to begin again!

I fight against the shadows, trying to beg for just a minuet of his time. I need to talk to him.. To tell him I'm sorry. The shadows seem to part and he's standing waiting. This could finally be the end of searching. I look at him, waiting for movement. His arms open and I run to him, emotions taking over. I've been waiting to get to know his embrace and, as his arms encase around me, I finally have.. The winter in the embrace of the Nightmares and shadows, in the long forgotten cave, next to the torn village of Burgess. Somewhere only we know..