[hiraeth (n) homesickness for a home you can't return to, or that never was]

It's was still dark when she woke up. She was not able to make out where she were at first but the everything became clearer as the sleep gathered up its skirts and walked far away from her. Her eyes moved to the clock slowly after she remembered why she was there. It was four in the morning. I only slept for two hours? You can't be serious.

She got off the bed and dressed herself quietly, she wouldn't want to wake up the blonde young man, whose name she didn't even remember. After taking the money from the table she left the room and closed the door behind her.

At this time of the night all the streets were empty, except for a few vagrants and they already knew that she was not the girl to be messed with, so they continued to deal with their own business.

She was looking at the sky as she passed by the buildings with quick steps. The planet Darkknell in the Outer Rim was known with its unique night sky. The visitors from other planets always fall in love with Darkknell just the first night they spend here and they wish that night to never end.

But that night, there was nothing in the sky.

She frowned. This can't be good news. I hope that the problem is with my eyes, not with the sky.

Ten minutes later she was home and closing the door behind her. When she was heading to her room quietly –she didn't want to wake her housemate up –the housemate, who was supposed to be sleeping, opened her room's door and went to the hallway.

"Wyne, why aren't you sleeping?" she asked as she headed to her own room. Her housemate, Wyne, answered as she followed her.

"I can't sleep. There's a huge darkness inside me, I feel like something bad is going to happen."

She rolled her eyes, Wyne and her sixth sense were a really famous couple "Probably there'll be another storm." she said and took the money from her pocket. She put it in a little, white chest, locked it and hung the key to her neck.

She heard Wyne, sighing sadly "I knew that you were out because of that, again." Wyne said as she held the other girl's hands "Alexia, I had told you that I could take the most part of the rent and the home costs. Why are you still doing this to yourself?"

"You know that there's more to that, Wyne." Alexia said "You know that I can't make money by junk-dealing, I don't get anything anymore. I can't even find a trumped up weapon. I have nothing that I can sell!"

"Actually, you have," Wyne said, pointing the closet, which always remained locked, with her head.

"Don't," Alexia said with a hard tone "Don't you ever think about that."

"Every night you go out, you come back dirtier, Alex. Every time you are even more torn apart, your face gets paler. I can't stand seeing you this way. You're losing what's left of you with each man that touches you."

An emotionless laugh escaped Alexia's lips "We both know that there's nothing left of me. I've lost everything four years ago." she said and pointed the door "Now if you'll excuse me, I want to sleep. It's been a tiring night."

Wyne heaved a sigh and turned off the lights, leaving the room and closing the door behind. Alexia took a deep breath and fell down onto her bed. she didn't want to struggle to change into her pyjamas.

She placed her hands under her head and lied on her back, watching the ceiling. When she first came to this planet, she had brought her hopes about setting up a new and beautiful life but every day was becoming more unbearable.

I'm tired.

I've no one left.

She took a deep breath. If there was something she had learnt from the stories that were told to her when she was a kid, that there was always hope. The game continues as long as you have hope. And after holding on for that long she did not intend to give up.

Her eyes were starting to close.

I hope that there won't be another violent storm tomorrow. I don't want to rescue flying people. Again.

This was more like a prologue, the story starts in the second chapter. Hope there'll be someone to read this :)

Wookie hugs .