When the waves are calm and the night so peaceful , it truly is so Blissful.
No fellow moon elves scribbling away all night long , no Proffessor intruding on my "sleep".
Truly I have no regrets setting out for field research. ......well.
Not until a fellow moon elf named rhys started barging into my room, ruining my peace and quiet.
A peculiar girl that one and yet the others have the gall to call me "weird"; when such a specimen roams free ,
bleeding on my locked door knob, regenerating almost instantaneously , covered in scars , able to track scents like a dog and staring at me in my slumber.
if I wasn't so enamored by sleep , I would have attempted to cut her open and find out what makes her tick.