"What if your emotions were stolen from your heart?"
"Would you have the strength to keep fighting?"
Estrella
It's been three months since the operation in the Phantom Region, and I haven't heard from Chris since. Right now I'm just sitting in his room at his mansion, looking at a photo collection.
Most of them are memories of Chris and I. The first time we met, our first date, the beginning of the war with Cardinal, and many others. This is probably torturing my mind, but I have nothing else to do. Chris is on his own journey. Nicholas has replaced him on the front lines for fighting Cardinal. Ben is barely around, and poor Sade is in a similar state to mine.
I'm never going to forget what happened down there. Chris forced us to come back here, while he risks his life to visit some shrine. This is all because of that goddess of magic Noelia with her request to see her family or whatever. Still, if Chris hadn't found her, we would've been defeated by her sister Pyra…
Maybe I should eat something since I've starved myself for a while.
Making my way towards the kitchen, I find a note taped to the fridge from Nicholas.
"To Estrella, my future daughter-in-law. I hope you're feeling better as I'm handling the front lines in my son's place. Do not rush to return to the battlefield, as Mahony has given Team CEBS a release from the operations for now. Cheers, Nicholas."
Sigh...If having Team CEBS gone was actually hindering the efforts against Cardinal was true, I'd probably feel much worse right now. Well, maybe it's partially true...Agh whatever. I open the fridge to grab a few sandwich ingredients, but a small plastic container catches my eye. The thick pudding that is in that container happens to be Chris' favorite. Mango. I'm really tempted to eat it, but I was planning on saving it for Chris when he got back…
The empty container fits in well within the clutter of my room. Empty chip bags, empty ramen cups, and many used utensils. Hopefully Sade hasn't let her room get this way, but what can I say? As her older sister, the only reason she'd become like me is due to my habits. I've also neglected maintaining my blades.
Flinging myself into bed, I make sure to look away from the container before falling asleep.
Dreams. They provide an escape from whatever hell a person may be going through, and that's why they are one of the most precious things we have. Noelia is the Goddess of Dreams after all, and she can govern them at her own free will.
Still, dreaming that I'm in a land of sweets and other desserts is the childish escape I desperately needed. I have to stay far away from the mango pudding though...or this dream is turning into one hell of a nightmare.
There are too many reminders in this dream however. Candy canes carved into katanas...a fluffy marshmallow phoenix statue...AGH! I can't take it in here!
Waking up with a jolt, I notice that a few rays of sunlight are coming in through my window. What was that dream telling me with the candy cane blades? My actual katanas are in my closet right now...gathering dust.
Whatever. Maybe I should just sleep in...Sade's probably doing the same after all.