I look out to the window and sigh, thinking of what had happened. My child, my angel, ran from me. Of course it had been my fault, but I would never admit that to anyone else.

So young, and so foolish. Filled with poisonous thoughts and feelings. How many of those did I cause? He is in mourning for his lost child, the child that was made too soon. Both he and the child were too young for the roles they assumed. I could not destroy her then, for I feared he would come to despise me for it and leave me. Now what I feared would happen has happened anyway, but for a different reason.

He might kill himself came the unbidden thought. He might let those thoughts and feelings kill him. He might starve himself in his stubbornness not to take a human life. He might let his guard down at the wrong moment; the nightbreeds are becoming restless of late.

I must follow. To save him from himself. Although he hates me, although the very act of chasing after him will hurt him, I shall do it. For his wellbeing. And my own. There is no other course I can possibly take. So I shall chase you, and find you. My beloved Shido.