As they got out of the car, Matthew went to grab something out of the trunk. Enigma looked back at him and saw a long, silver blade in his grasp. "What do you need that for?" He looked at her and stated, "For protection." She looked at him with the 'are you serious' face. "Well, what do you want to do?" He walked up to her and put his hand on her shoulder. "I just want you to be safe. You do remember what last year, right?" She shrugged and walked into the forest.
As they journeyed to the little tree that they marked when they were kids, Enigma stopped and looked at the sky. The stars reflected upon her glassy blue orbs and made her eyes look like galaxies.
"Do you remember when we were kids?" Her voice sounded through the woods and Matthew looked at her with confusion. "What do you mean?" He asked. "When we were younger and were innocent little children." Her voice sounded like a soft melody drifting through the breeze.
She looked at him and grabbed his hand. Matthew wondered why Enigma was suddenly acting like they were children again. "Why are you acting like this?" She looked at him with confusion written on her face. "Why are you acting like a child again, E?" She looked at him and said "It's because it's when we were younger, we didn't have a care in the world. But now, we have to do what adults expect of us."
They reached the tree and sat down. They started to talk about what they wanted to do with their lives. The moon began to slowly fall as the sun began to rise, and soon, the sun was shining through the trees, glimmering when it hit the dew-laden leaves.
