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   A light wind rustled the black lace curtains hanging along her open window, and with that he came. He sat upon her window sill and watched her sleep for a while as he had done many times before, adoring the beautiful smile which only showed itself when she dreamed. But he knew this was not the only reason he had come tonight and he sighed, not really knowing if he should be happy or sad, angry or relieved. It was time.

     He lifted off the window sill, lighter than air, floating to her bed and sitting beside her. He brushed the hair from her face and watched as Moon's glow gently illuminated her. Stroking her cheek with the backs of his fingers, he wondered how something so beautiful and sweet could think herself so unattractive and so unworthy of love. He had been in love with Kahrei since first coming to her, though it was against everything he knew. Bending down and touching his lips to hers, he gently inhaled, taking all the cold she held inside; then gently blowing, filling her with warmth and light. Kahrei's skin washed over with glow and colour as she stirred, opening her eyes to see something extraordinarily beautiful before her. Without word or expression, she knew who and what he was, and why he was showing himself now.

     She couldn't help but stare, she had never seen something so wonderful. Sebastian was tall and beautiful, covered by soft skin touched with hints of a creamy peach which glowed like the soft warmth of sunset. His garb a smock, beautiful and flowing, made of two colours - a shade of blue Kahrei had never known existed, so beautiful and calm she thought it had to be a blue you only see in dreams, for it was too lovely for any mortal's eyes to become; and the purest of whites, all of which was trimmed with a lining of glimmering silver. His hair black velvet, reaching to just below his shoulders, dark as anything reflected dark blue in Moon's light. His eyes were calm but prominent, and warm but piercing - the same dreamy blue as in his smock, but as if it were mixed with a single droplet of gray. She looked into his eyes and for a moment she was floating atop a calm, deep, blue lake, lost inside him. When she found reality again, she found him smiling - calm but very serious now, waiting for her to be ready.

     He looked into her eyes, and without a word, told her a story he hoped she would always remember. A story that could have taken hours of deep, arduous conversation took all of a few seconds of communication between their minds, and secrets and mysteries of life and love unraveled before her, set free as doves in Kahrei's mind. He had told her who and what he was, going into detail to relieve her confusion - he was Sebastian, her guardian spirit. He explained that not everyone had or needed a guardian spirit, but that having one was not a sign of weakness, it was actually a sign of great strength. A guardian spirit comes to one who is lost inside reality, between existing and LIVING. For some, everyday life becomes a maze which is sat between a castle they are trying desperately to reach, and the rest of the world - the easier paths to find are those that lead back to the world. Those who continue to stray back to the maze are those who spend countless hours thinking and wondering, lost in themselves and lost in thought, trying to come up with answers that only come to them in dreams - and in dreams is where they stay. Fabrications of reality cloud their minds, becoming a haze which allows them only to see bits and pieces of what All know somewhere deep within themselves. So, those who are incessantly lost in the maze start to feel that they have lost all sense of reality searching for something they will not find; that they have created this castle in their minds to make Life easier to cope with; that they should separate themselves from the people around them so as to not disillusion them also. This is when the guardian spirit comes, when a being only tolerates others when it must, scared and alone, waiting impatiently for an end.

     She had sat there in a daze while he watched her, tears rolling down her delicate face, crying mostly because she was happy she didn't have to feel as though she were beyond insanity anymore, but partly because the only person who seemed to understand it all was a spirit she would probably never see again after tonight, and even a small part being because she would never see him again. Kahrei couldn't help feeling drawn to him, he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen and he never took his eyes off her, whereas most men were happy with not having to look at her. She suddenly snapped out of her daze realizing that he could probably read her mind and she felt the pinkness seeping into her cheeks, she looked up and he smiled a knowing smile and gently wiped the last of her tears and the unwanted colour from her face.

     It was time for him to go. He looked into her eyes, a look filled with sadness but overshadowed by hope, and she knew. He brushed the hair from her face and ran his fingers through it, gently tangling his fingers in her silken hair. His other hand came to her face, running the backs of his fingers along the softness of her skin, then his fingertips over her lips, and when she shivered he leaned closer to her. He inhaled the beautiful smell of white lillies she always carried with her and touched his lips to hers, kissing her with all the feelings he had been holding back for so long. He finally forced himself to pull away and she fell back onto the bed, eyes closed, overflowing with the feelings of love that he had just shared with her. Sebastian drifted to her window sill and turned to look at her one last time, tied a strand of her hair around his finger, and with that he was gone forever.

     Kahrei awoke very early the next morning with a full feeling, as full as one can feel. She was full of his love and at peace with her life, ready to move on. She packed a small bag with a few things she couldn't bare to leave behind, and a few changes of clothes. She looked in on her sleeping family for the last time, left a note about needing to find her own way on the kitchen table, and slipped out the front door. She knew this was the only way, she needed to be thrown out into the world with her new knowledge and figure out what to do with herself. Alone or not, she was going to make it.

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