Cadair Idris, Wales

Aloysius Crescent walks down a long, dark corridor, his boots clicking the only sound. He wipes away his tears, crying for a child he barely knew. He reaches the end of the corridor and knocks on the door before entering. A woman with honey blonde hair kneels in front of an altar for the Goddess, her brown eyes closed in prayer. He kneels beside her, his platinum hair covering his face.

"I killed Solace," The woman's breath hitches and he continues quickly, looking at the Goddess. "But Luna blasted me with pure magic with Solace's spirit beside her. Our prophecy is coming true," She doesn't say anything and Aloysius kisses her cheek. "I promise, I will get her to come back with us," He stands up and heads to the door before looking at her, still. "I love you, Anna." He whispers and she says nothing for a long time.

"I love you, Aloysius...The Goddess is mad," Anna Moon breathes as she opens her eyes which look gold in the candle light. "Do not let her down again, fy nghariad or she may kill you." Her welsh accent seems to fill the room as Aloysius smiles.

"Whatever it takes."