I noticed that these archives were brimming with Skye/PlayerCharacter fics and thought I'd add to that in my own way…from Skye's point of view. The 'heart events' won't be exactly the same as the ones in the game (because you'd already know what was going to happen, and that'd be boring) and there are other things I'm planning on dipping in. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading it :)

I am a city boy by nature, but that didn't make me shallow. I was teased from an early age about my odd hobbies – astronomy, singing, cooking – but this didn't mean I had no friends. The boys were the ones that found me strange. The girls all liked me. So from that early age, I enjoyed the company of women. Every woman in the world had a sparkle to them, like a jewel or semi-precious stone, regardless of age or relationship status. As I grew older, I also realized that some women had the sparkle of iron pyrites, otherwise known as Fool's Gold. Maybe attractive, but shallow and never as good as the real thing. Around that age, I also discovered my gift. My one, true gift that made me unique from everybody else. I could do magic. There were few people in the world with that kind of gift, so naturally I honed it at every opportunity. I could make myself invisible for a minute or so, muffle the sounds of my actions and most importantly I could freeze women to the spot for up to twenty minutes. That presented interesting fantasies, but I had my honour. Instead, it was a cure for my boredom in the long summer months. I love good weather, but there was little to do. Around that time, I discovered the thrill of thievery. I was not a criminal but a phantom, learning from the movements of the cat and putting my powers to the use of my own amusement. It may have made me a bad person, but who cared? I met interesting people. I made money. I had excitement if the cops turned up. There came a time when they knew my name though, and it was time to move on. So I left the city and came to the little village known as Forget-Me-Not Valley…

I had no idea what time it was. The skies were clear and the moon shone down on me, illuminating my way. I had good night-vision anyway but a little light was always useful. It was silent here. I had rarely been in silence and now I had it I was lapping it up with every step. I had been doing a little investigating around the town. Well, it was more like tiny village, barely a dozen houses strong, but the people were rich in life, happiness and most importantly cash. There was a family of farmers not far from the Mineral Town Road, an inn, several houses with families or a doctor in, a homely little bar, the home of some pyrotechnics, a barren farm to the north and most importantly a very fancy villa on the western side of town. It radiated an aura that screamed 'I have money'. I climbed up the ivy growing on the east-facing side and slipped in through a window. The carpet was thick, so I had no need to cast magic to muffle my steps. It smelt of must and perfume mixed together in here, and I knew why when I saw a light floating down the corridor in front of me. I pulled the invisibility shell up and watched the girl with the torch pass. She was plain looking but did have her own kind of prettiness. She was carrying a few books and walked straight past me, into a room across the corridor. Then I continued. I also found the room of an old woman (the head of the household, I gathered from photographs) and the poorer-looking room of the butler. This was the place I should strike first. An old woman, an old man and a pretty girl. It would be simple to fend them off if I got caught. But not harm them. That is one of my rules. Rule One: Never steal from those that have nothing to give. Rule Two: Never hurt another living being. If I had no choice but fight or flight, I would choose flight. As long as I followed those rules, I knew that I was not a criminal but a phantom. I made my egress back through the window again and headed back down the steps.

I froze when I heard something from in front of me, near the well. There was someone there…chopping wood, by the looks and sounds of it. I had recently cast the invisibility spell so I made like the cat and crept on soft paws. It was a girl. Probably a farmer. She looked pale in the moonlight and very tired. Her overalls were covered in mud and her straight blonde hair was tangled and knotted. However…looking into her eyes as she toiled I saw the beginnings of that sparkle. I wondered what kind of jewel she was. I'd seen some of the other village girls sleeping as I snuck through the houses, but I hadn't seen this one (since she was still awake, obviously). I ran a hand through my hair and approached her as she took a pause.

"What are you doing out so late, beautiful?" I asked her. She looked at me with wide eyes, blinking.

"Who're you?" she said.

"You can call me Skye, Prince of the Stars," she gave me a funny look.

"I've never seen you around before," she tilted her head, as though she were looking for a meaning in me.

"Well, I don't live here. But I am new, also. You haven't told me your name yet either, beautiful."

"Stop callin' me that. My name is Claire."

"Claire? Such a pretty girl deserves a prettier name than that."

"You leave my name alone. It's an honest name. What d'you want with me anyway?"

"I wanted to know what you were doing out at this time of night, remember? It isn't safe for a maiden like yourself."

"Hah! This place isn't dangerous. I know everyone here."

"That doesn't mean a stranger from out of town won't come and…steal you away," I smiled. She smirked and gave me another suspicious look.

"Well, Mr Skye-Prince-of-the-Stars, I don't think anyone will wanna steal a girl with an axe," I just smiled at her again. I liked the way she said my name. 'Skah' more than 'Sky'.

"This one might try. But not today, I think. I will see you again, my rose…"

"Hey! Wait just a minute!" she shouted but I cast my recharged invisibility spell and fled. I glanced back and saw her looking at the spot I'd been it. She had a faint smile on her face, before she picked up her discarded axe and started to walk. I'd find out where she lived, and I would see her again. I wanted to find out what that sparkle of hers was.

If you've gotten this far it means you've read it, so thanks! The only thing that means more to me than that is if you click the link down there that says 'Review'. I accept anonymous reviews too so voice your opinion if you so wish. Up next: an encounter by the Goddess Pond (possibly).