The sun fell and the noises of animals and people quiet down, slowly but surely. The wolves howled at the sight of the full moon rising slowly for everyone to view.

Over a large valley sat a lone figure staring at the moon in wonderment sparkling her normally dull gold eyes. The cool breeze was refreshing to her her some of her gold hair flew to her face, making her tuck it behind her ears.

She was content to sit there-- hands propped on her back, legs wide and her dress and hair fluttering as the winds was particularly strong today, the grass were flying everywhere, but she didn't mind-- and watch the moon shine as she had nothing better to do other than sit around and wait for the sun to rise again.

She listened to the wolves howl with fascination and fondness.

She looked at night skies moon and stars with wonder and awe.

She felt the cool and gentle wind sweep her hair with a small smile and content.

She was a girl with golden hair, wearing a soft white dress with gold engraves of flowers, fair skin, and eyes of gold with tinted silver. She is not human, but for now? She is.

Her name is- is? Was? Now? Then? She can't really tell anymore-Wisteria.

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Once there was a legend…

Where in a far away valley full of life, lived a flower.

It was a flower with gold petals and silver edges, a flower that was soft and bloomed with life.

A flower that was dangerous, full of magic and wanted by most, most who were greedy and wanted power.

The power to control Life over Death.

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The night sky was clear and the stars were glowing brightly that she could see it all clearly. With her eyes and clear night sky, Wisteria could trace out the stars and constellations that were all so clear to her now.

Wisteria, mesmerized and in awe, stared until she could imprint it in her memories, wanting to savour it as much as she could.

The sky never ceased to amaze her.

She was particularly interested in a constellation-- Orion, she thinks, the Hunter and the Protector-- and was staring at it, completely lost in thought when she heard a voice behind her back.

“What's such a beautiful young lady like you doing in a place all alone?” The voice-- deep and smooth-- said, breaking her focus on the constellation, much to her annoyance.

Wisteria wondered if ignoring him would make the man go away, never mind it was rude. But after minutes of thought, curiosity gnawing her to look, she decided to sit up and look at her unexpected visitor.

Wisteria was greeted at the sight of a smiling man with black hair. She caught a glimpses of his eyes widening, but thought none of it, and continued to stare in curiosity. He held out his hands with a gentle smile.

“Hello, young lady! My names Alexander Lav, call me Alex, might I ask yours?” Alexander asked, smiling gently as he held his hands to her, much to her surprise and confusion.