The night was beautiful and Alura knew it was wonderful idea to have gone out into the woods for a midnight stroll. Her and her family have just finally moved back to where they once lived. It brought back so many memories of when she was younger before they left when her father got a new job as a merchant. But after a few years of being away from this city, she begged her parents to let them return. And so here she was, back in the place she knew well and loved. As Alura wandered the woods she looked for the small meadow she used to go to with an old friend of hers. It was their special place, the one place they could go to when they just want to get away from the world. It was almost as if it was enchanted with how beautiful it was. The forest has grown since then though. But she somehow managed to find it still. A smile then formed on her lips as she looked at it. It seemed to have never changed. She picked up the bottom of her crimson gown a little bit to avoid stepping on it and walked in, seeing all the flowers she used to pick for her pale blonde hair. It was nice to be in a place that was so very familiar to her, only it felt so different now that it was only her...