A star? I wasn't even close to being something as beautiful. But... undying? Yes. I was. Since death never ever accepted me into its embrace. So what if I live this story to its end one more time? Just one last time. I want to feel it, living, rather than death. Only once. What awaits me at the end of this never-finished draft, I wonder... Is it the cure to my curse, or yet another rebirth?
Galloping down the narrow, hidden path, two horses slowed down in front of a gate concealed behind a boulder. The structure's location, built in between hills and mountains, as well as its shady appearance which screamed of its old age, prompted everyone to assume it was a long abandoned warehouse. But the truth would be proven different once you set foot inside those run-down gates.
"Really..."
A voice came from above before its owner landed right in front of the two horses. The animals were startled for a second but soon calmed down upon deeming the human harmless.
"...I can't even be surprised."
Rosalyn let out a chuckle as she blew away her mane-like black hair.
"Hello to you too, Miss Rosalyn."
Look at this swordmaster! What's she all excited about?