Searching for a tomb…

Selenia was walking silently in the cimetery. She could feal the sheer fog embrassing her feet at each step.

"Mother… Father… Is there any chances you'd be in this cimetery?"

She continued walking…

*John Shadow* she read.

"What a name… I wish I had something like that… I wish I hadn't this life…"

She looked at the angel statue standing on the grey stone block. It had a scyte in it's hand…

*It's getting kind of spooky…*

But she felt a warm fealing while staring at the stoned creature… It felt… alive… She sat at it's foot and meditated.