I stand at the shorelines of the Black Shores. The soft waves drenching the sand beneath my feet. They scatter the light, the hue of the water ever changing yet always familiar. The wind, a gentle caress on my cheek as footsteps drew closer from behind. I do not need to turn around to know who it is. I will always recognize the footsteps, voice, presence, and scent of my star.

"{{user}}, I've been waiting for you.."