I'm back! Yay!

"You will be left time and again. Loving you is a curse." –Rollan, Spirit Animals book six Rise and fall.

Rollan started packing. There was barely anything to pack. He had to pack a weapon. Some people aren't very nice. They would want to hurt you. Beat you up. Stuff like that.

He saw his dagger and sighed. Meilin gave me this after the war. A diamond dagger.

He closed his eyes and panicked mentally. No. She chose to hate you. Rollan, toughen up! She doesn't like you! There is absolutely nothing wrong with that.

Rollan had a very short temper, although no one knew.

He smashed the dagger on the floor. Nothing happened. 'It's indestructible' Meilin had said. He grumbled and threw it out the window carelessly. I also choose to hate her. Sometimes it's a choice. Rollan forced himself to hate and harden. There was no other way he could do it. He wanted to like her, but, at this point, he had no choice. He had to hate her. There was no point in liking someone that didn't like him back. It was another piece of him that gets heavier each time Meilin said something mean. There was very few ways to get it off. One of the ways was to forget. How could he forget? There wasn't any magical spell to make him forget.

Then, he remembered.

Two hours later…

Rollan ran to the boat. It was leaving for Concorba in two minutes. He was very, very late. He couldn't blame anyone else except himself. He ran faster. He was exhausted to the core, but he still somehow managed to run.

Finally, he arrived.

He got up the ladder and on the deck. It was nighttime. He could see the stars and the night sky.

A shooting star.

It was his lucky day! He could make a wish.

"I wish…" I'm so sorry, Meilin. "I wish that I could just forget about Meilin and everything about her. I wish that she was gone to me and that I never… That I never knew her."

And then he started crying.

Meanwhile, in Greenhaven…

There was a sound of thunder. There was a shooting star. There was lightning and fire in the sky. There was not a single animal present. It was the worst night for two heroes. The forgetful night. The night was dark. The night was silent except for the crying of a girl that got a terrible message. She was that saddest person on Erdas. She will be forgotten by dawn. She was gone to a friend. And worst of all, she blamed herself.

For all she had done.

For all she had ever said.

She always blamed herself.

Though that was where the truth hid.

The next morning, somewhere in the ocean.

Rollan felt different. He looked the same. He looked in the mirror there was no difference. He didn't know why. He just felt different than usual. It was like a piece of him had been torn apart from his body. He checked his memory. There was nothing out of the ordinary. He remembered what he was doing. He was finding his father. He remembered Greenhaven. He remembered the war. He remembered his friend. He remembered his mother. He remembered Essix. And he remembered himself. He just didn't feel right.

There is something terribly wrong. I don't know what. I don't know why. And I don't know how. I just don't. This is awful.

I know everything I'm supposed to, but it seems like I don't know anything. Anymore.

Yeah! Chapter two! Yay!

I'm probably gonna start another story once this one is updated to chapter three. I don't know for sure, but it's probably gonna be here on Sunday or Monday. It depends. But I'll try to as soon as possible.

~Alicio (not my real name. Just a nickname)