1 Prelude: A Starry Prayer.

Prelude: A Starry Prayer.

Prelude: Starry Prayer:

Children of the land do you hear….

Echoes of truths that once rang clear….

Two souls intertwined….

One true love they did find…

Bringing land and heavens near….

King Rejisu stood at the bottom of the stairwell of the Citadel with a soft expression upon his slightly aged features as he listened to the rumble of thunder as it began to rain. An expression of concern laced his features as he looked up to the gray clouds above while a singular drop of rain began to fall. Next to him was the car that he had used for several years now as he had only just returned home from Britannia to discuss a few issues with the King and Queen there; however, when he returned an air of sorrow had seemed to cover him and it all came to the single thing that he now held in his arms as the sound of a mournful lullaby rang through the air.

But flames that burn full bright, soon fell dark…

Memories dimmed by shadowed hearts….

In the waxing gloom did wane the lover's moon…

Watching as their worlds drift apart…..

What he held in his arms, was a small child adorned in black attire with. He has spiky sliver hair m, and skin that was nearly as pale as the moon and uniquely has two different eye colors as a result of heterochromia iridium; his right eye being a light blue, and his left eye being a dark red. The boy was named Yozora , and at current; he was only three years of age. The King placed a gentle hand atop the boy's head, receiving a faint motion as the child placed his small hand against his cheek as if to tell him not to wake him while he stood there as the rain slowly fell down harder as his heart ached at the words he had been told by the person who now sang the lullaby that seemed to consume the very air of Insomnia with its words.

One soul's cry….

A passion dwelling within….

Sacrifice, a final plea to her kin…

Yet this bond of hope, by treachery was broke….

Scattering her words to the wind…..

The fate of the child within his arms did not cause him near the grief as the words he was told that stated the fate of many he had known and cherished as friends: all of whom, were now lost to death's grasp. He held the child in his arms closer as he considered what this child would face in order to rectify the wrongs of those from the past; just as many other children associated with those King Rejisu had called comrades. The child shivered a bit as the rain began to fall harder, nearly drowning out everything but the song as the King pulled the boy closer to him.

Swelling over long, seas of blood, are a song…..

And death an afterthought….

To those who fight for not…..

Time and time again, tragedy had struck down those that the King had placed in the line of fire in order to aid one another as he had aided them; however, he now considered all of their choices as a prophecy was laid upon the innocent hearts of so many young souls. The King felt tears far warmer than the rain slide down his cheeks as he rested his head against that of the three year old sleeping in his arms as he tried to find solace in the strength he knew his child could possess.

A throne, lying empty….

A reign, incomplete….

Alone, for eternity….

A pain, without cease….

A faint patter of footsteps mingled with the rain and the lullaby that remained omnipresent as the King turned to see his wife standing there behind him, now drenched in the rainfall as she came to him and placed her hands upon the child in his grasp as she looked to him and then to her husband and King as tears welled within her eyes. Without a single spoken word, the Queen of Quadratum , Orea, knew what grieved her husband and she sought to comfort him as she held his hand and moved to be within his arms as well while the rain beat down upon them; seeming as though it was trying in vain to wash away the sorrow, the pain, and the desperate fate that had been thrust upon not only their child, but so many others: even though it was futile.

Children of the land, answer this….

Why must you turn to empty bliss?

Tell me why break trust, why turn the past to dust?

Seeking solace in the abyss…

"No matter what….I'll be with you always…" King Rejisu muttered as he looked at the sleeping child in his arms.

"We both shall be there for you, Yozora; we promise," the king looked to his wife as she uttered these words and pulled the slumbering child within her arms as the King held her close and the song in the air carried on as the two parents tried to find a means of peace within these truths.

Tell me why create, a circle none can break?

Why must you let go, the life you were bestowed?

This I fear, I'll never know….

The voice of the air seemed to quiver in sorrow, going silent as the rain slowly ceased, and the clouds opened up, light pouring in through it as the King and Queen of Quadratum looked up at the sight. Queen Orea's silver-white hair sticking to her ivory skinned face as her blue-red eyes looked up into the sun as the child in her arms moved closer. The King took in a steady breath and looked upwards to the sky before turning his gaze to his wife and child.

"He will be safe, all that comes we shall prepare for. I swear it, Orea…."

"I know….but….we can never be certain of what the future holds…"

Never know….