"I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight..."
S&S
The young girl sits in one of the many wooden pews.
She clutches the gold rosary around her neck as she whispers her prayers.
Lifting her head to face the altar, the girl opens her dark, mismatched eyes as tears run down her pale cheeks.
The still, cold night air was without disturbance.
In exception to her soft murmuring.
And the five clear words the girl's soft silvery voice exclaims.
"Please. Help me, Father... Amen."
Bundled in her dark blue trench coat and black scarf, the girl pulls on her black elbow gloves, before walking out of the large church doors.
The young girl walks.
And walks.
Swathed in her dark clothing and midnight hair, she stands out of the frozen English countryside.
Uncomfortably so.
Her oversized boots do little to prevent the cold air from stabbing at the delicate skin.
No one sees the young girl.
For it was the middle of the night on the bitterest Winter the girl has been through.
And most have long since gone to their nightly rituals of sleep.
S&S
"Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe & sound..."
S&S
The girl speaks silent prayers as the snow continues to fall.
Hoping to be able to live to see the next sunrise.
It's only two hours away.
But, no more than ten minutes later, the young girl's frail legs finally give out.
She falls onto the snow, not knowing wheather it is a sidewalk or road.
The young girl uses the last of what little energy she has, to turn onto her side and curl her knees up to her chest.
The last thing that runs through the girl's mind is a single, three word sentence.
'Thank you, Father."
Finally, the young girl lets the warm embrace of oblivion envelope her.
S&S
"Don't you dare look out your window darling;
Everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone, gone"
S&S
As the sun arose, so did many of the people.
But, as the day wore on, no one found the young girl.
She just lays in the snow as she slowly passes on.
It is late evening when someone stumbles upon the girl.
An older man, driving home from work.
He swerved just in time to not hit the unconciouse child.
Instead, crashing into a mount of snow.
Quickly, he jumps out of his vehicle and runs to the child.
After checking for a pulse, the man picks up the young girl and drives her to the nearest hospital.
Twenty miles away.
Little did the man know that, he is helping a rather unusual child.
S&S
"Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe & sound..."
S&S
The young girl awakens ten days later.
Not knowing where she is.
Or what is happenening.
The young girl does the one thing she could think of.
She prays.
Some time later, a nurse walks into the girl's room.
And sees her clutching the roseary as her lips look like they are quivering.
Sighing, the nurse walks in further.
"Hey, Sweety. Nice to see you're finally awake. I guess it's a good thing I didn't take off your roseary. How are you feeling?"
The nurse says as the girl looks at her.
She could see the young girl's eyes widen, and could hear the heart monitor beeping a bit faster as her heart rate increases.
"No, no. It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you."
The nurse replies frantically waving her hands infront of herself.
"Do you have a name, young one?"
She asks.
The young girl nods, but does not offer anymore information.
"Can you tell me what it is?"
The girl only shakes her head.
The young girl points to he throat and shakes her head once more.
"Oh! You can't speak. That makes sence."
The older woman mumbles.
"Can you write it down?"
The young girl nodds.
The nurse hands her a pen and a peice of paper from her uniform.
The young girl writes one, beautifully written, word.
'Ellexion'