In a dark place, a little girl, with long straight lavender-blue hair, knelt on the cold floor, weeping her heart out. There was no one around. There was nothing but darkness. No one was around to comfort her lonely, fragile heart.
She missed her family. Her kind-hearted father. Her beautiful mother. And most of all, her ever understanding older sister. She was far far away from her family because she was taken away, or should she say, kidnapped and now she was forced to do their bidding or someone might suffer for her stubborn.
But she kept calling out. Calling out for someone to save her from this eternal darkness. A saviour to come to help the maiden in distress. To save her from this room she called a prison. Sadly, she began to lose hope as each day passed.
More tears rolled down her pale cheeks as she slowly opened her mouth. The sound coming from her slightly trembling lips was barely above a whisper:
Someone...please save me...
She whispered in a raspy, small voice.
Please...anyone...
This time, her voice was one with desperation and sadness. Her voice began to choke with tears.
Please save me, Aneue!
Aneue – older sister