Welcome to the underworld, little one. There is no sun here, just a cold and empty sky. And it isn't long before you begin to see shapes in this black sky, growing larger until they are huge beasts.
You're not afraid at first, your small arms wrapped tightly around yourself. Your name isn't really important anymore, but maybe, if you were smart enough to remember it, then something good would happen to you. Maybe you'd grow into someone stronger than what you've been born to be. Or maybe, just maybe, you'd get away. The only thing that was ever guaranteed was that, eventually, you'd die. That didn't make you feel like a coward though, because, really, the monsters that had chased you down every night of your life, weren't real. You'd seen them with your own eyes; and while they were scary and strong and horrible you loved to see them...
© Loaana