A story never to be told.

[Zelma]

He walked out from the castle, and started running, his tears running off of his face. "As once told, as once said, the black demon dead, chasing the boy, chasing the girl, chasing love. Away goes the demon! Away! Ahu mori, anda Zelma Gorundi zee!" The black creatures rushing out at him has shown that his prayer failed, and chased him into the lakes water. "Why...would she do this?" he whispered to himself, now floating up, and trying to hurry. A faint scream was hear as his image popped down again.