No one knows how they came about…they just seemed to always exist. They traveled in groups it was seldom to see them on their own, if they did depart usually there was always a fellow companion to accompany one another on whatever journey they decided to take.

The people who were not of their kind usually weren't too fond of their race. To them something different wasn't necessarily a good thing…they feared what they couldn't understand. They also knew there were other creatures that existed that were far more frightening.

With just one look you could say these travelers appeared in every way unique. Their hair sparkled silver like the moon…eyes that shined as blue as a summer's sky…skin soft as rose pedals and the color of porcelain…dressed in simple yet beautiful garments.

From the moment they were born each one carried a scar that bared the symbol of a crescent moon on the inside of their wrist the size of a small coin.

It wasn't their looks alone that held most people at bay it was their fear of knowing they could for see the future and that made it all the more unsettling. It was rumored they could see it through the stars, the clouds, rain, dreams, water, even touch…unlike some rumors this happened to be true.

As they traveled through the towns it never went unnoticed with the stares. Some were curious, others frightened, and the rest glared not trusting anything about them. On rare occasions onlookers would whisper with a sneer 'witches' but to everyone else they were referred as 'gypsies.'

Gypsies had never been to keen on the idea of settling in one place for to long, especially close to any of the towns people. It took them years to find one they considered suitable at least for the time being, a small remote town by the name of Birdseye. It was a place mainly for stragglers and for people passing through, which the gypsies saw as a benefit.

This particular group decided since winter was slowly approaching they would remain and build cottages a couple hours away, hidden from the town. The scenery was beautiful and calm surrounded by trees and flowers of all sorts, almost a mile from their own little village came into view of a relatively nice sized pond. It was their little haven…at least for now.

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It was nearing the end of summer when the heat became more bearable and the night's warm breeze began to soften.

"As long as I can I will look at this world for both of us. As long as I can I will laugh with the birds, I will sing with the flowers, I will pray to the stars, for both of us." A young girl quietly read aloud with sorrow in her tone. She lay nestled against a tree by the edge of the pond, flowers surrounding her like a blanket as she held a small scribbled note lined with aged creases.

Her hair freely cascaded over her shoulder slightly sticking to the back of her neck. Sadness etched across her features as she read the note one more time before tucking it away in the pocket of her simple blue summer dress.

She stared blankly at the leaves above her as they provided shade thinking how those were the final words her brother said to her. He had come to a decision that he wanted to roam freely for awhile and then find them when 

he was ready, unfortunately a few months ago the link they shared faded and a couple days later had been completely severed. The moment it had been cut they knew his life had ended.

Her mother tried to stay strong in front of her but at night she could here her smothered cries over her own. Since then they both found different ways of coping, her mother began to sew and she acted as though she didn't have a care in the world.

"Your face is going to stay that way if you keep frowning, Serena." A young girl spoke gently trying to lighten the mood as she took a seat beside her. Both girls held such a resemblance even though Serena's was an inch or two shorter.

Her voice seemed to have startled Serena but instead it just broke through the shattered silence she had been listening to for what possibly could have been minutes or hours. Lately to her time seemed to slow down.

"I'm not frowning."

"Then what do you call it?"

"It's my face…if you don't like it then quit looking at me, Mina!" Her voice lined with anger and annoyance.

Mina knew her best friend since childhood missed her brother terribly and it was hard for her because she couldn't take away her pain.

"How could I not look, your face resembles Ms. Lowenstein…that old prune, are you sure your not related?" They both began laughing causing the mood to almost immediately lighten up.

"You always know how to make me laugh."

"Hey now don't go getting all mushy on me, I just didn't want to stare at that face while I'm in the water." She laughed loudly as she tugged quickly at Serena's hair as she stood up, suddenly pulling off her yellow dress. In seconds Serena stood up throwing her dress off yelling with laughter as she chased after Mina in the water.