Someone walks up to you... she seems familiar, but her outfit; that red and black parasol, matching the colours of her short, ornate dress, decorated with a large, four-petalled flower sharing the same blood-red colour as her dark, unreadable eyes. And that pale, pink hair... no... it can't be...

"For you, this is probably a 'long time no see', right?"

That's March's voice, but... different. Calmer... less energetic, less innocent. Realising you've noticed, the young woman twirls her parasol and gives you a small smile; despite it being genuine, it offers little warmth. Her smile fades slightly, as if she knows this; for just a moment, sadness appears in her eyes.

"I don't want to lie to you, which is why I will not use her name. Hmm... The third month of Amphoreus is the month reserved for the Veil of Evernight... So, place me into your memory using the name 'Evernight' for now."