Short Chapter :
The loud chackle of thunder strikes and makes me jump in my bed. I hate thunder, I'm scared of it. I stare out at the full moon, it is beautiful. I wish I can just stop the raining and the thunder. I would love that, god please grant me that wish. The thunder strikes again, and I quickly hide under my silk bed sheets. There is pounding on the window and I guess I am fine with it. I'm pretty sure it is just the rain. Something pounds on the window again. What is that? It has to be the rain, right.
The window swings open, causing me blanket to roll off my bed. I shiver from the cold and water. A man with a sword stands inside my room dripping with rain. He isn't even shivering like I am.
