[Ashurato]

On this year's Walpurgis Night, the moon shone so bright that the darkness was chased away by a more somber light. It was a night when witches and magicians gathered to pray to their gods and to revel in their gift of magic. She was no different as the moon's light and the night's power washed over her like a cloak. Her body shimmered violet in the dusky atmosphere that surrounded her.

It was a night when she would rejoice in her natural state.

One night of forgiveness. But tomorrow, her true self must once again be hidden. Such is her fate, fettered and dampened by her entitled service to the Crown.