Preface
"Where do you think you're going sweetie." His sweet velvety voice said as I froze in fear. I knew him only from a past that I didn't want to remember. A past that tore me me away from everything that I ever knew and from everyone I ever loved. "It is our time." He said as he inched closer to me. I closed my eyes as I felt his icy breath blow on my face. His breath smelled of sweet honeysuckles and though it was one of my favorite scents it sickened me. He placed his rough hand on my cheek and began to stroke it. I wanted to run far from him, but my fear had paralyzed me. He leaned his head down and I could feel his breath upon my neck. The moment, that I had feared, was no upon me.
