• In a shadowy room with faded walls and a dust covered floor there sat an angel. She sat with her back resting against the far wall, just to the left of a small boarded up window. Her head hung down limply, letting her long, silvery-white hair fall in front of her face pale face. Her pale arms hung at her sides, her hands in her lap with a piece of faded paper resting in them, her hair covering whatever was on it. Her pale blue eyes staring blankly at the sheet of paper. Her long silken white dress seemed to emit a faint glow, and all the dust evaded her for a 5 centimeter radius.

    Her lips moved ever so slightly as she softly whispered a single word...



    Silence echoed around the empty room. The small amount of light that filtered through the cardboard stapled to the window danced mockingly against the far wall, taunting her. Daring her to return to the outside world, sending painful memories shooting through her like darts through a board. But she wouldn't give in. Eventually night would come, and solitude would find her, she would be able to dream again, to think of the things she longed for, to dream countless dreams for all those who had none. But the sun was cruel and merciless, and slowly but surely the nights were getting shorter, she could feel it in the air and in the minds and dreams of all those who depended on her for their own sanity. Her life duty was becoming a life sentence and her passion was becoming her downfall, for when dreams had been destroyed, what use was she to those who dared not dream again.

    Why?

    The word echoed through her mind. Startled, she looked up from the paper in her hand and searched for the source of the voice. Her pale blue eyes scanned the empty room, from the faded wallpaper to the polished wooden floor covered in dust, but no matter where she looked the source of the voice evaded her. Coming to the conclusion that it was just a temptation from outside, she returned to staring absently at her sheet of paper.

    What did I do?

    This time her head snapped up at the sound of the voice, when she found that she still couldn't see its source, she lay her head back against the wall and closed her eyes. Thousands of images swirled in her head, each one flashed past, holding no interest for her. She didn't know what she was searching for, but she continued to search, until one picture flashed through her mind. Her eyes flew open and her head fell forward once more, breathing heavily she looked up and froze at the sight which met her now glowing blue eyes.