"Once upon a time, when this world was still young, a great evil came to eat everything in its path. The people cried and prayed as they saw this great evil, but a miracle happened when all hope was lost. From the heavens, six beings came down and stopped the great evil in its tracks. They fought for seven days and seven nights without rest, each displaying a beautiful power that dazzled the evil they were fighting. With each attack, the universe lit up and then shrouded back into darkness. The winds became stronger, the water more turbulent, the ground more unstable, dreams more vivid, and space more distorted. Then, on the seventh day, all six beings captured and sealed the great evil. Thus, the beings brought an era of peace to the people. The beings then approached the people below and were admired for their heroism. The human then began to bestow titles on the beings to become closer to them. Thus it began: the being who cast light in the darkness was named Celestial of the sun, the being who controlled the very atmosphere was named Celestial of the wind, the being who controlled the very earth was named Celestial of nature, the being who controlled the oceans was named Celestial of the waves, the being who controlled the mind was named Celestial of the moon, and the being who controlled the fabric of time was named Celestial of Time. Each celestial then returned to the heavens above as they saw the humans prosper and grow. But after countless years of only watching, they saw how humans also developed their talents that mimicked theirs. The Celestials decided to visit us once again to share their knowledge. As time passed, many made their kingdoms, and empires which gave rise to many talented people, and to this day, these Celestials continue to help the people around them".

     Caleb finished the story and the children looked wide eyes with sparkles forming while hearing the tale. As he closed the book, he saw many of the children raise their hands. He pointed at someone from the crowd, "Are you a Celestia?". Caleb smiled, "No, I only serve under the Celestial of Time". He picked another, "Are you a knight?. "I am something like that, the title my Celestial has given me is that of Saint which you earn after the Celestial has recognized you". He looked around the room and saw Fiore's hand and pointed at her, "Does every Celestial have a kingdom?". Caleb thought for a second and answered, "They either have an empire or a kingdom that differ in many ways, but there is a Celestial that I am not sure about, The Celestial of Nature has been missing for 1000 years and there have been signs of her is many places even people claiming to be her, however, with a single look a Celestial would know". Suddenly another student blurted about, "Do they have kids our age?", Mr. Cade then intercepted, "Now, now children I think that enough with the questions, we don't have much time with Mr. Caleb, we still need to get through with our lesson. If you have additional questions please wait until after class", the kids huffed. Caleb stood and politely bowed, "Thank you for having me in your class today, I will be staying in your village for a few days so feel free to ask any question you have".

      Everyone went back to their seats as Caleb exited. Fiore's eyes followed Mr. Caleb and at the door for a second, she saw a small boy peek by the door, but he disappeared just as fast. She shrugged it away and faced forward. 

     As the school day ended, she went with some of the children to play near the construction site where their fathers worked. As they all went hand in hand the children began to ask, "Fiore, why do you look more like your mother now", a child blurted out, "No, her mom has blue eyes, Fiore has brown eyes, and even her hair is different", another said. "Are you both blind, we can see that her eyes turned black just like my brothers". The arguments went on and on, it reminded Fiore of all the times her mother went out with her. Whenever she shopped in the market, she always wore a scarf to cover her face, but, she would still turn heads. Everyone could never describe her correctly. Some said she had green, blue, brown, eyes, or that she was plump, round, thin, or short and tall. Her image was forever changing, never consistent when it came to multiple people, except for one. But whoever saw her, in the end, would say the same thing, "How Beautiful". But, how can they say that without even looking at her face? 

     The children played tag as they waited for the work to conclude and in the distance, they saw some of the older children encircle a person in the shadow of a tree. They stood still, waited, waited, then bolted away screaming passing Fiore and the children. They all turned to see a boy under that tree. He was also dressed in all black but his clothes looked more expensive than Mr. Caleb's. While Calebs was completely black, the boy had white trim and an insignia of a circle that was half-white and half-black on the right side of his chest. His eyes were the color of white opal but his pupils took the shape of a diamond, his skin smooth like marble but white as a birch tree, and his hair darker than obsidian. The boy didn't have an expressive face, but he began to walk in their direction. 

     The children grew confused looking at the boy due to his unearthly appearance and began to back away, frightened, but Fiore spoke out, "It's okay, I saw him leave the school with Ms. Cale, maybe he's a friend". As she walked over, the other children tugged at her dress but she reassured them. "It's okay, if you feel something is going to happen I want you all to run and get the adults okay, they are right there". The children still looked worried, but let her go. 

     They saw as she walked forward, unafraid. For some of the children she always felt like a big sister or a parent due to the way she talked and acted, but even so, they still worried 

     Fiore walked over and stood in front of the boy. She gave her friendliest smile and extended her hand, "Hi, my name's Fiore, what's yours?".

     The boy looked dumbstruck at the girl in front of him. A warm smile and a friendly demeanor, he remembered seeing her in the classroom. He looked down at her hand and extended his, however, the moment he touched her hand, he blurted out his thoughts, "You died". 

     Fiore heard his voice for the first time, it was soft, delicate, and clear like a bell, something you would hear at the very end of your life, but as she thought this to herself, she began to laugh. She laughed and laughed until a few tears escaped her eyes. It was quick but also awkward for the boy who was still holding her hand. She wiped her eyes with her empty hand and finally responded, "Yup, I did. How did you know?".

     Confusion was painted on the boy's face but decided to respond, "I can feel it. Part of you is gone and something new has taken its place, yet it is still you. I think you are the one we sensed a few days ago". 

     As the two talked, Caleb saw them at a distance, his stomach turned and he immediately ran in their direction," Your Highness! Your Highness, I was looking everywhere for you, please refrain from getting too close to- ", the boy stopped him from finishing his sentence, "No need to worry Caleb, I was just trying to make friends". He suddenly made a surprised face as he realized something important, "Oh! Forgive my late introduction, I seemed to have forgotten my manners. I am the third prince of the Empire of Time, please call me Zarvan". He was poised and polite, his smile only a courtesy yet there was a genuine feeling underneath.

    Fiore retracted her hand and kept her smile, "Wow, never met a prince before. If you'd like, wanna go play with the rest of us", she said as she pointed back". Zarvan looked her way and chuckled, "I would but there is no one there". Fiore quickly turned her head, and saw everyone was gone,"Oh geez, it's not like you're going to bite their head off, but, can't force them either". As she said this her father called out to her, it was time to go home. 

     Zarvan saw this and decided to excuse himself, "Maybe next time Ms. Fiore", he said politely. Fiore sighed, "Yeah, but hey, if you ever want to come to my house, just follow the marigolds and you'll find me". Zarvan felt a certain way in his chest as he saw such a genuine expression, nothing like he had ever seen. His smile then surfaced to truly show his expression to Fiore, a genuine smile, just for her "Of course, I look forward to seeing you again".