I was only young, and I mean really young. I think I was five when I met him. We were ten years apart in age. The first time I met him I knew that I loved him. Love at first sight. I knew that I loved him but I didn't know if he loved me. My best friend wanted me to just go and ask him but I knew that I didn't want to know the answer.

We met at the ball. I say ball I don't really mean that. Me and his little sister, Ada, we were good friends. It was his coming of age ceremony. We both knew that we were too young to go into the ceremony but we had to visit him. Ada wanted to see her big brother turning fifteen. I just wanted to see him. His name is Oz Bezarius. The best friend I told you about was Ada. Something tragic happened. I didn't know what to do to help him. I was so young that I couldn't  do anything. It really annoyed me that I couldn't help the person I loved most. Then he vanished. Disappeared forever. Or so I thought...

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