I stare up at the sky, the 2 Chaos Emeralds lay beside me. 'Blaze!', I try to shout out her name, but my voice cracks. She gently smiles at me, the smile that makes my heart melt. 'B-Blaze…', I say again. She closes her eyes, before she smiles wider and whispers to me: 'Good luck, Silver…I will wait for you.' And with that, she rises into the dark sky, and disappears. I feel the ground shaking, and I shout: 'Blaze!' But I know that it's no use, she can't hear me. She's…gone. My eyes start to water, I can't believe it – my best friend, who I loved for years, is…gone. I look up at the sky again, only to see the warm sun, something I've never experienced here. But I would trade this whole world, the clear blue sky, just to get her back. 'Blaze!', I shout again, before I fall down on my knees. 'Blaze!'

I sit up in my bed, scared. "Blaze…", I mumble. I ruffle my quills, as I think about the dream I just had. I have it more often, recently. I shake my head, and a single tear comes out of my eye. I lay down again, and close my eyes. But I just can't help but to think about her… Her lavender fur, her cute ponytail and her eyes… Oh, her golden eyes… Their color matched mine, yet they were so different. Mine are like golden, flowing honey… They show my feelings. But hers… Her eyes were like small golden stones. It's said that eyes are the window to the soul. But when I looked at her…I didn't see what she was thinking or feeling at the moment. But I still loved her eyes endlessly… I sigh, and sit up again. It's no use, I can't sleep. I sigh again, and then turn my MP3-player on. I put it on shuffle mode, lay it next to my bed and lay down again. My ears twitch, as 'Broken' starts. I listen to Seether's rough, yet calming voice, until Amy Lee's part comes up. I start to cry again.

I groan as I open my eyes. The sun is shining through my window, but there's no sound outside. "I guess I fell asleep…", I mumble. I rub my eyes, before I get up.

I take a quick shower, brush my teeth and get dressed. Just a shirt and some pants. Nothing special. As I go downstairs, I can hear my neighbor's kids playing. The older one one is 7 now, while his younger sister is 3. I try to hold my tears back, but one tear manages to escape my eye. She was born in the same year that I lost Blaze in. Now more and more tears run down my cheeks. I slam my fist on the table. It's been 3 years – 3 years without any progress in finding her. My tears are drying and I look at my wall with sore eyes. There, hanging on my wall, is the only thing I've got left of her. A photo, showing the both of us playing in the sandbox. I assume we weren't older than 5, but that doesn't matter. Age doesn't really matter here anyway. When Iblis came, everyone had to hide, because their homes were destroyed. In such devastation, nobody cared about birthdays or age itself. I softly run my finger over the frame, as I take a closer look. There's me, smiling into the camera, naïve as always. Next to me is Blaze, waving shyly into the camera, her amber eyes look like they're glowing with joy, an expression she only had as a child. I smile a bit, my sadness gets less painful.

"I will find you…", I whisper. I gently kiss the frame, before I go outside into my yard.