The fire rises high into the night sky, the moon bright as ever tonight as the sounds of laughter and cheer fill the air. Rosie grabs my hand, pulling me deeper into the crowd as I can see the thin cuts upon her arms. She made it out alive that night, the only harm done was by the branches, running back to her car as she called animal control. Her call never went through, for one of Axel's men stopped her. She knows just as I do. We both know of a race living with the world we thought was our own. William came out alive too, but with a different outcome. He lived, his senses knocked up as he was drugged. Axel said that he had a witch remove the memories of that night. I understand. I understand he didn't want William to be scared forever. Unlike Rosie who was exposed without harm to the ra
