All I remember are the eyes. Those blue-green eyes, with a touch of white and fi lled with sorrow.

"What are you?" I whispered. At that time, I had not known how it would have rea cted to my question. I regret asking now - but there was no way I could have kno wn, and there is no way I can turn back time now. >> i am the breath of the wind the leaves underfoot the slow spin of the world a s everything turns to turmoil and chaos and suffering<< It blinked once, twice. Something swirled deep in its deep blue eyes, something that for some reason reminded me of unbridled madness. When I did not reply, it came closer. >> i am the glow of the moon the pull of t he ocean the fury of the storm -It became even more frantic, taking bigger steps with every word it said, until. .. "What happened?" I don't know. All I remember are the eyes.