I stood at the edge of the roof watching her. Every year she did this at the same time, same place; on the beach on the east side of the tower. She would place a single, lit candle on to the water and watch it float away. As she watched it she would say something. I never hear what she says every year; I just see her lips moving, a saddened expression on her usually stoic face. I always go inside before she does to make sure I'm in the kitchen with a cup of herbal tea waiting for her. I've never once asked what she was doing, or why she was doing it. I don't even let on that I know. We just hold mindless small talk when she finally does come in, whilst she sips her tea, but today I'm determined to find out. But I won't ask her because I just know she will deny it. So I am going to ask someone who knows her just as well as I do even without the bond. Her 'big brother'. I am going to ask Cyborg.
A/N: I've written the first chapter of this to see what sort of response I get from it. If you guys like it then I will publish more chapters.
~H'sFreedom