There were other memories of her brother of course.
Like how much he had loved the sea and sailing and swimming.
And how he had been in love with a pretty girl named Reah. Reah had always been nice.
Saira liked to think she would've made a nice sister.
But she would never know because, like her brother, Reah was dead.
September.
I think I'm losing whatever sanity I have left.
Today I saw a man and I saw my brother's face.
But this man was blond. And wore black—my brother hated black. And he fled when I motioned to attack him. Like a coward.
But his eyes…
His eyes were my brother's eyes.
Is he some other monster created by those black creatures? Here to taunt me even more?
Or did Myde finally free himself?
Saira would never know the answer to this question.
She died two days later.
I labeled this as tragedy, right? She's doomed, doomed by canon.
Besides, since I made her the sister of an important character I decided I'd kill her off. I know. I'm cruel, right? Now... Do you know who her brother was? (And don't say Myde.)