Every night, my mother called me and every night I went to the empty beach where she died. She never comes, but still I sit on the sandy beach under the titled oak tree. This night was warm but I shivered as my mother's call swept over the ocean. I could no longer resist and leaped from my bed. The castle at night was peaceful and the moon was reflected in the polished marble floors. The beach had always been my favorite spot, my mother taught me everything on this beach. I feel her everywhere. I feel her in the sand between my toes and in the beautiful deep blue water in front of me. One day she will go to the Onward. Tomorrow she will be one step closer. Because tomorrow, I avenge her.