“Princess, princess, where are you?” screamed The Black Raven as she wiped the dirt off her face. She tightened her grip on the wound on her right arm and ran towards the sound of water, still screaming for the princess.

 As she arrived at the stream she looked both ways then ran across the stream. She could only remember crossing over the stream but not which direction she was flung from. She tightened her grip and closed her eyes. Few seconds later she started running towards the north-west. It was difficult to get past the broken trees and damage ground but she kep going. Suddenly her green eyes widened and tears dropped down her cheeks. She ran towards a tree stump where the princess was sitting.

“Are you alright princess?” asked The Black Raven as she sat across the princess. The princess smiled at her and she smiled back. Without speaking a word, the princess tried to put her left palm on The Black Raven’s right arm, but she refused and moved away. “You first.” assured The Black Raven, still holding onto that smile.

“My dear damsel, I wish I could spend more time on this world. I have not won this war yet that I promised to win.” wept the princess as her left arm fell to the ground. The Black Raven lifted the princess’s left arm and started crying. She could see the great big wound on the princess’s back as her cape slid off. It had taken off so much flesh she could see the princess’s shoulder bones.

 “Please, use what is left to heal yourself, we can find someone to help us afterwards” cried The Black Raven. Tears fell down her cheeks like never before. This was not new to her but the experience was always the same. The princess stared at her friend and affirmed, “There is none left, I cannot even give you some of it from this distance”. The princess smiled, then laughed softly. The Black Raven understood the situation and bit her lips as to stop herself from crying out loud.

“My dear friend, why did you choose me?” asked the princess.

“Your heart was pure and your remind me of myself” asserted The Black Raven.

“Was I a good friend?” asked the princess.

“My one and only friend” replied The Black Raven.

“If you ever find someone like me calling you, would you pass my dream onto them?” asked the princess.

“Yes.” replied The Black Raven with her head staring at the ground.

	“Thank you.” said the princess as she lifted The Black Raven’s head and smiled at her.