The wind against my face, clouds drifting across a deep blue sky, silence. These things conjure up illusions named memories in my mind. Memories of loved ones who have faded away, memories of triumphs, memories of defeat, memories of days upon days spent with you locked in that library, searching for answers, and memories of a promise exchanged between us.
One day, my own magic will run out and I, too, will fade, but I will never forget that promise. I will live on inside your heart, and like the stars in the night sky, I will watch over you always.