text: A girl bathed in the light of the empty moons, the dying of the light from an ancient sun reflected upon her skin as she floated wordlessly. The memories of all those who had lived, died, and yet to be echoed around her, but she did not hear them. She stared upwards, red eyes glistening like an ruby by the fireplace, as the quiet waters pulled her further down the stream of time and space. For an eternity she had drifted, in a senseless slumber. The ruins of existence she passed, a faint illumination across the valley of insights bringing clarity to the view. No shadows danced or waited to strike here, the girl was safe. But she did have one clear voice in her head. She remembered her first friend. A meager soldier fighting a war of his own. His face was hidden behind that long blond hair, but she knew those green eyes must still exist. Helpless to free herself from the endless pull of destiny, she felt more and more voices go silent, as the immortal sun began to share its last, dying breaths. Her skin began to silver, her hair already metallic in coloration, as she began to shiver for the first time in millennia. Though she was still entrapped in these restless yet quiet waters, she closed her eyes. She could sense his battles, growths, and failures through the ages. Wars ended and began with him. And all the while, he searched for his friend. His friend that he loved so dearly. But, he began to change. Though she had managed to calm his nature down, he fell back down into the darkness of his own eternal torment. Every fight brought him closer to the very being he feared becoming. And even upon looking at his encroaching fate, he pushed further. "Even when the stars go dark, and there is no matter left in this plane of existence, I shall find you. I shall bring you home." His words were felt by her, but she was powerless to guide him to his own happiness. His anger, violence, and brutality became overwhelming. But time and time again, she watched as he broke down, realizing he could never have his friend back the way they had once been. And as the universe grew cold, as the stars indeed did go dark, he wandered. Even when he was the last being remaining, he refuse to give up. He had to find his friend, even if there was nothing left of her but a dress. The girl began to weep as she saw him drawing closer. In the ruins of the home they once shared, her eyes closed, and her breathing became shallow. As the immortal star above faded into a mere glint of dying light, he found her, in the frozen over waters, her body with not a hint of life in it. The silvered body had a singular tear frozen on her cheeks. He screamed into the emptiness of forever, and clutched her body as the light went out, and the universe collapsed around him. He stood, bringing her up with him, in the void of everything. He had once again lost his reason to exist. But he would be denied the chance to be with his first friend. Though the tear on her face gave the element of sadness, in her final moments, the silver dreamer of a gentle night wished that peace would befall her first and final friend, who had promised her the world.