Sylphie ran as fast as they could carry her legs. Again and again she looked at them
slim figure that lay in her arms. Kathjia fought bravely.
Suddenly she stopped and looked ahead. There was a big white house there. She had her goal
reached. She stormed in hastily. Except for a young woman at the information desk, no one was closed
see, so Sylphie ran quickly to her table. When the woman saw Kathjia, she was so frightened
very much that she almost fell off her chair. "Please help me!" shouted Sylphie, taking her own
Couldn't hold back tears. The young woman disappeared through a door to shortly afterwards in
Accompanying a man to come back. That had to be the shaman from the majoh
had told. The man had long black hair tied by a narrow headband
were enclosed. There were numerous feathers in the headband and the man had something like one
War paint on the face. Also from his clothes he reminded Sylphie very much of the Indians,which she had heard a lot about. He came running towards Sylphie, "Oh no! Sister, quickly
bring her to the hall. "The young woman with the glasses and then short hair introduced herself
Sylphie and let Kathjia lay in her arms carefully. She quickly disappeared with her
through the door she came through. Retan the shaman turned to Sylphie "We
will take good care of you. I have a request. When they get back a little
I would like you to fill this out "he handed Sylphie a form. Sylphie
nods tearfully and sobbed. "Will she make it?" - "Difficult to say" Retan started
loving smile on "Hey, don't worry, I've put everyone back together so far,
she will surely make it. "With quick steps he disappeared into the same door as the one
Sister had used.
Sylphie sat down on one of the benches in the waiting room and began to name andenter other information in the form. A tear dripped onto the dry paper. "Why
does it all happen? Does it have to do with me? Why do I have to bring bad luck to everyone? "
She wiped the tears from her eyes and looked out a window at the sky. you
then looked at the moon.
The hospital door opened. Majoh entered the room. Sylphie just wanted something for him
to say hello, but she froze. Majoh walked slowly towards her, but it seemed like it was
he completely elsewhere. His eyes were empty, lost all shine. With hanging
He let his head fall on the bench. Sylphie moved closer "Majoh? What's wrong? What happened?"
Majoh raised his head slowly and looked into her eyes. The infinite emptiness in his
Eyes lay, Sylphie sent a cold chill down her spine. “It's ... it's all my fault.” Said
he quietly. Sylphie did not understand "What? What kind of nonsense are you talking about? You are not to blamewhat happened "Majoh slowly shook his head" My past is catching me
slowly a. I can no longer suppress it. A dark elf appeared to me earlier, it was
the one who did the cruel deed. I'll tell you everything "The look at the ground
directed, Majoh slowly began to tell. He told her about Rin Nightclaw, about the
Dark Elves and their village, from Ras'zagal and the Nightwish faction. And finally the thing
with Kathjia and her.
Sylphie listened to the story. She knew that Majoh had lived in the war, but not what
could happen. "But doesn't he know that you were under the spell of Murdar?"
Majoh looked at her "It doesn't matter anymore, in the end it was my act" Sylphie drove
to him "Don't talk bullshit. AND IF it makes a difference. You didn't have one
Free will. "Majoh shook his head" But it wasn't my sword that made all the sacrifices
killed?Wasn't it my word that drove the dragon Ras'zagal to attack the village? I
can't hide behind things like that. Still I won't let you guys
hurting. I will take any punishment if I have to, as long as it only affects me. "
The door to the hall opened and Retan stepped out. There was a big grin on his face
see. He stopped in front of Majoh "Are you the friends of the girl with the white hair?
well i have great news. She will do it. Her injuries were numerous and she has
lost a lot of blood, but she'll make it. "Sylphie felt a wave of relief and
Majoh couldn't help but smile with joy. "However, she still needs a little time"
continued the shaman "She still has to stay here. Don't worry, she is in good hands"

The night hadn't clouded over. Numerous stars shone in the sky and the moon did too
his best to give as much light as possible.Majoh and Sylphie walked slowly through the streets. "Tell me," said Sylphie while she was on
Sleeves of Majoh's shirt plucked. "Why do they actually want me?"
"Well, according to the prophecy, it is said that the crystal into which the world-splitter was banished,
must be drizzled with the blood of whoever banished them. And you are the only one
Descendant of Sylvanas. But don't worry, I'll protect you with my life. "Sylphie
looked Majoh in the eye. Her look had become more serious. "Majoh. I beg you, teach me this
fight "Majoh looked at her astonished" What? "-" You heard right, teach me to fight.
You won't always be able to protect me. Besides, I don't want you to live your life for me
puts at risk. I have to be able to fight for myself. "Majoh wanted to contradict, but he did
Look into Sylphie's eyes let him understand how serious she was. "If that is your wish, I will
I don't deny it to you.I will help you get strong "-" Really? Many thanks"
Sylphie seemed very pleased about that. She stroked Majoh gently on the cheek, then ran
giggling from it. Majoh stopped dead in place. Slowly he raised his hand and drove with us
his fingertips across his cheeks. "Come on, you lame snail," Sylphie called to him
and ran on. "Hey. Hey wait for me" called her Majoh and then ran after her.
Sylphie ran a little further ahead of him. He could have caught up with her with ease, what
surely also because of the fact that Sylphie could hardly breathe properly with laughter, but for one reason
he didn't. He gave her a little head start.

They soon arrived at the dojo. They stopped at the gate, panting and laughing. "Huff, that's fine
exhausting such an endurance run "grinned Sylphie" come and go in "Majoh nodded, whereby he
Couldn't prevent a smile.

Sylphie let herself fall on her bed. It felt good to finally relax a littlecan. She was glad that everything could turn out fine after all.
Majoh had just finished. He had removed the traces of blood and was just about to repair himself
to move. Sylphie looked out the window. The night was beautiful. It was rare that
you could see so many stars shining
Sylphie listened. "What kind of sound is that?" it shot through her head. "But that is..."
Sylphie leaned out of the window so that she could see the garden, which is a bit off to one side
lay. Yes, she guessed right, it was Majoh's flute. The young demon had it on
made one of the big stones comfortable and played on his instrument.
Sylphie had to smile. She decided to keep him company.
When Sylphie came out of the house and walked up to Majoh, Majoh was just about to hear his tune
abort. But Sylphie gave him to understand with a look that he should continue playing.
She sat down next to him and listened to the sound of the flute.After a while Sylphie said "Tell me Majoh. Is there actually a woman in your life?"
Majoh stopped playing and looked at her puzzled "Why are you asking?"
"Oh, I just care. Forget that I asked is not important." Majoh smiled
"Well, there was someone once, but that was a long time ago." Sylphie became curious, "What happened?"
Majoh looked at the moon "The war claimed many victims and also became innocent
not spared. "Sylphie got restless" Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know that. "Majoh smiled" Is
okay, as I said, that was a long time ago. You don't need to be sorry. "-" If you like that
may ask "muttered Sylphie" how was she like that? "Majoh closed his eyes as if he were going to be like that
better remember "Hmm, she was a young pretty girl with black hair and eyes so bright
like the sun. She was always polite, even if she was a little quick-tempered at times. you
smiled a lot, bringing joy to many human lives."His look became dreamy.
"Somehow she reminds me of you." Sylphie was startled "What?"
Majoh looked at her. Looked into her shimmering purple eyes. Sylphie got very warm
Heart. His moon-yellow eyes shone and she had the feeling as if they also would
Radiate warmth. "Why do I feel so comfortable around him? Those eyes, they are like that
beautiful. What kind of feeling is that? "She looked at his face. It was never right for her
noticed. But now that his face was illuminated by the moonlight, it looked like one of them
Angel, and not a demon. His hair was blowing gently in the wind. Sylphie slowly raised hers
Hand. She gently stroked his face and ran through his thick hair.
"Why does she look so much like her" thought Majoh "The same, beautiful smile. The same,
shiny black hair. The colors of the eyes are different, and yet they are the same
Expression in it all the more. What kind of feeling is that that makes my heart race? "Sylphie let her hand drop "Majoh?" - "Hm?" - "Are you fooling me?" Majoh smiled and
raised his flute to his lips. Sylphie listened to the melody. She leaned gently against majohs
Shoulder and looked questioningly into his eyes. He nodded in response.
Sylphie let the magic of the sounds carry her away. Her eyes became heavy and eventually
she couldn't stop it. With a warm feeling in your heart like you've never felt before
she followed the sounds into the land of dreams.