93: Let me.

"Melia..." She heard a voice sing her name from behind. "Where are you going, sweetheart?" He asked.

The aforementioned walked aimlessly deep into the forest. Skalliet was trailing behind her, waiting for her to do something; he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction. She continued to sing her name until the characteristic gust of wind that marked him was felt close to her; Skalliet was in front of her.

"I think someone is very sad," Skalliet said amidst his singing. "You shouldn't be, my treasure." He cradled her face in his hands. "Anyway... He never loved you."

"Leave me... alone!" She pushed her, and Skalliet fell a little way from her. He had been telling her what had become very clear to her all the way from the school to deep into the forest. The dark night sky matched the darkness behind the tall trees, the cold breeze, and what seemed to be approaching drizzle. She wanted to be alone; she needed it.

Skalliet got up, shaking the sand from his tuxedo with a laugh.

"I mis