Aylara stared up at the full moon. Its light provided her with an odd comfort, a warmth in her chest. She thought back to not so long ago, walking through the woods after running away, and how the light of the moon guided her. She thought back to longer ago, lying upon the grass next to Hildorna, the light of the moon shining down on them.
Her heart jumped. Hildorna. Her fingers tightened on the windowsill. The moon suddenly blurred through her tears. The thought of her friend still overwhelmed her with sadness, pain, longing, love...
With a shaky sigh, Aylara folded her hands together. She closed her eyes to another memory. When she had attempted her first spell, and the look of awe in Hildorna's eyes, the smile on her lips. The warmth Aylara had felt to see her smile. And the life she had created to bring that smile. Hildorna's face in mind, Aylara whispered. "Niflira."
She opened her eyes, and her hands, releasing a blue butterfly. It fluttered out into the night. A gasp pull