a presant for saber

    I stood on the little balcony that came off of my little two-room apartment. The dark winds of night swirled around me. I was looking up at the half moon as it slipped behind the clouds. Sounds of late night traffic rushed by four stories below me, mixing with the soft music of "Dreams" that crept out from where it was playing in my small bedroom. Neon signs vied for the attention of the cars that still were out, giving the metropolian the title of "The City that Never Sleeps."
    It was only a week since Lard Nar had sought to take away Zero's life...

Groaning, while crawling out of the wreckage, rose a small white figure looking extremely exhausted. Its snow white skin was covered with dirt, scratches and another unknown subsistence. The creature mustering with the energy she had left stood up at the sort height of 3ft tall. Panting she couldn't help but wince in pain. Opening her eye’s the creature’s usually bright ruby eyes where dull with sadness. Looking around the frown she wore deepened as she scanned the unfamiliar surroundings. Around her it looked like she crashed into some type of forest. All around her she saw trees and...