"Tylier..." Sasha said softly. Her voice broke for a second before turning to normal. She was usually the serious type, never showing emotion especially crying. She looked about and figured out that his scent was coming from the bushes.<br/><br/>The stars were perfectly in line. They shown brightly in the night sky and the moon was beautiful and full. The nearby river ran softly, sending beautiful enchanting music echoing into the quiet woods. It was just like the night Tylier proposed to her. Sasha smiled sadly as her eyes dropped to the ground. This feeling neglect was the worst. What she wanted was just out of her reach, and now she has started to realize that she will possibly never have him to herself.