The sky was the color of pitch black, nothing visible in the sky except rays of light that were coming from the surface below. The 'surface' for the most part, is water…the only object that is actually a solid in the realm is a king sized bed. The bed has dark blue covers and white sheets. The pillows also the same colors. The comforters made any solid being sink into the bed comfortably, including the two figures that were already on it. Both of these figures were on the side of the bed, lying down on their chest as they looked at the water, which was replaying scenes of Momo Hinamori and Toushiro Hitsugaya, dying in a scene of pure white, while the color red appeared from them. It was a beautiful ending to them.

Bernkastel was observing the scene intently while she sipped her Hu Kai tea, her friend beside her doing the same; the one who was wearing the pink dress, had blond hair, amber eyes and had a childlike demeanor, was the one who was always watching Momo and Toushiro, from the very beginning of the winter war, apparently taking a liking to them for their unfortunate circumstances. Her dear friend did not know this until she was told about it.

The girl commented on Bernkastel's tea with a high pitched voice "Drinking a tea that stirs the soul….Very unlike you Bern."

Bernkastel allowed her cup to flat in midair as her arms crossed comfortably in front of her "I was just merely wondering what Momo tasted when she drank this when I first met her…"She paused.

Bernkastel noticed that her friend had thoughts running inside her mind, she looked at her, wondering what action she was about to do.

"….Red amongst white….Yes! That's perfect! Red amongst white! As the witch of certainty, I know it's perfect for them!" The sudden outburst in the quiet realm made Bernkastel jerk her head upward slightly.

Lambadelta grinned "Hey, Bern….how many interpretations can you give on that phrase, "Red amongst white"?"

Bernkastel thought for a moment, she was not sure what the motive of Lambadelta was since the story is over, but she thought she might as well humor her; she spoke out her interpretations slowly "Momo was once as pure as the white snow, then that snow became stained by the red..." she paused to make sure she was listening. "Hitsugaya may have started out as pure, but he became nothing but red...that red sought out the purity of the white...Red is the color of everything from love and passion to hate and blood...Momo and Hitsugaya are together red...the world saw them as something pure, like the color white..."

She stopped, realizing that her numbers of interpretations were running low, this caused Lambadelta to grin even more as she said "The interpretation of "Red amongst white" is as eternal as what is absolute between the two…" she chuckled once she said it, proud that she found such a perfect phrase for them.

Bernkastel looked once again at the water, the scene still showing. She reached down, her hand touching the water, going into the water. As she pulled it out, nothing was wet, it was as if the water was just an illusion, and in her hand was a shard of crystal. The light burning intensely as she held it. Scenes of the story appearing on the surface, just as it was doing in the water. Bernkastel then looked above herself, looking toward the endless black, unexpectedly seeing another crystal forming, and the shine almost just as intense. She widened her eyes, the look of surprise slightly shining in her eyes…

Another world….

But, soul society, hueco mundo, the world of the living; that one realm was unique and never before has it been replicated. No one even imagined that it was possible, even the most powerful witch in the universe couldn't even dream of it.

She looked at the shard she was holding, as she was remembering Lambadelta's words "...Since that is true...What is the difference between 'eternal' and 'absolute'...what is the difference between 'red' and 'white'...?"

Lambadelta looked at Bernkastel, not answering, her face saying "I don't know the answer myself yet…"

The scene on the surface of the water changed, it was of a certain figure.

She spoke to it "It seems that you also found this story entertaining...I hope you also realize how rare it is that a story like this exist..."

She takes a pause, a thought flickering through her mind "I wonder….can you solve the riddle…?"

She looked back up toward the crystal that was still forming, she then grinned, something she rarely did, this story isn't even at its half-way point yet. There was more entertainment to be taken from this….