[Pinkie]

Once Mizuki entered his room he closed the door behind him solftly. In pitch black he stood for a moment. Then reaching up with his hand he grabbed the chrystal around his neck and brought it up to his lips. Blowing softly he watched as the brightness of the chrystals inhanced until the intire room was lit buy a soft lavender tinted light.

"Well then..." Mizuki said to himself as he walked over to a large wooden desk. Placing his tea down on it his eyes were drawen to a book that open upon the desk. Sitting in the plush chair he drew the book closer towards him with a simple gesture of his hand. Softly without noise the book moved to the space infront of him. Looking down onto the book infront of him Mizuki brought his hand up and placed it ontop of the picute. His thumb rubbing the face of a young male made of ink upon the page.

The book was decent sized, covered in what appeared to be a slate grey and blue scale from a creature long forgotten. The pages where tattered and toren from the many years of use. "The day is comming when I will see your true face again" He said to the picture "I have missed you for many a long year....my love" He said in a sad tone.

((It is just kinda dead brain and writers block but here a better one))