In Southern England the weather was awful. Blustery winds and drowning rains flooded the streets and tore down the trees.
In a rather strong oak tree, a woman, a young woman. No older than 20 lounged on a branch. She waved her hand and the wind picked up, knocking a pedestrian back a few steps. She smirked as she looked over central London and smirked.
She pondered that it was true what the folk tales said of her, she was temperamental. A slight frown replaced the smirk. Tales, she reminded herself. She was so old and so alone. Of course she knew she had family. The Man in the Moons guardians always were there to look after her.
She also had her father, she scoffed.
The man who abandoned her, left her alone and to be raised by Typhan. Yet she screwed that up. She still suffered to forgive her father for breaking her promise. It was such a little ask of him. Kosmotis was ready for battle.
Going to keep the world safe. Leaving his daughter and wife behind.
Her father had hugged and kissed her.
"I'll be back soon." he assured her worrying mind.
"Promise?" she begged him.
"On my soul." he father swore kissing her once more.
Turning his back to her. He never came back.
He left so easy, not even trying to find her. He gave her up just to become the King of Nightmare. Feared by all. Too proud to even make amends with her, she had been a little girl, who watched her mother die.
Raised by strangers and then locked away by those strangers for being what she was.
A hurt little girl. Who only wanted her daddy back but got some two bob fake.
She resented him for that. Suddenly a bright light shocked Emily from her memory. The raised her eyebrow as the one they called Nightlight came into view. She raised a hand to shield her eyes.
"Hello twinkle toes" she grinned.
She received a scowl in return. Nightlight beckoned her to follow him and she knew better than to resist, it was rarely that one was called upon by the man in the moons famous protector. She glided over trees, making a clear path for herself through the rain that poured endlessly.
They reached a dark forest in no time at all, she questioned the protector where they was. When she spotted the bed.
Broken. Guarding a gloomy hole.
Her father's lair. She turned to walk away. Nightlight bound her by bonds of light.
"I have avoided him for centuries, I will not forgive him until her explains off his own accord why he left me." She hissed.
Nightlight only looked at her.
A mute reply, from the man in the moon himself.
He needs you.