Every day has challenges and highlights.

In Ruby's eyes she only sees the light at the end of the tunnel. Darkness is a stranger to her and no matter what's thrown her way, she always finds happiness in it. She wakes up everyday with a spring in her step that carries her through the day and well into the night. With all that energy she can work, play and basically do anything while putting in one hundred and ten percent. Night time comes along and she finished all her projects off and cleans the house to get ready for the next day.

Dwelling on darkness and sadness is more to Melody's tune. Sadness is everywhere she steps and sorrow follow her everywhere. Every little think thrown at her feel like a huge weight that crashes on top of her, pushing her more and more into the ground each time. She starts off the day tired and drained, feeling no point in doing anything. Once out and about she walks slowly and picks on others around her. Frustration builds easily and eventually it all turns into a bad day. Night time rolls along and she just hops strait into bed, leaving projects and dishes undone and spread out around the house

Every day I pick and choose bits if each alter ego to use, but if I could only choose one, Ruby would be the obvious choice. She has everything going for her and nothing can get in her way, not even Melody.

However, no matter the extremes, they are both a part of me. I may preffer one over the other, but I love thrm both equally. Without them both, I wouldn't be who I am today.

Nothing says 'take me now' like someone who is faithful to their significant other. Being faithful proves your commitment to the one you love and letting them know that you are there for them, and them only, until the very end.

There are many trials that can really test your faithfullness to your partner, and some can be really tricky. But no matter how tricky it does get, if you succeed, you're partner will trust you more and feel safe with you. However, if you do not succeed, you're partner will grow a little further apart than earlier.

So be warned and stay faithful. It will help you in the long run.

I use fantasy worlds as a coping mechanism.

I feel that without fantasy, I would not have survived until this day.

My work in progress is based on a game I use to play with my best friend, we even call each other our character's names in real life. Everyone else thinks it's weird, but without that everything would have been different.

Without that game I wouldn't be here with a passion for writing and fantasy books. I wouldn't even have a passion.

It's strange thinking about it, but it's true.

Hey, we need to talk.

So, I know you're the writer and everything, but please stop before it gets worse. You have put me, and my friends, in great danger many times and it's not okay.

Before I go on, I have a few requests from my friends. Link says hi. He seems to be chilling as usual, even with everything that you put us through. Jack, well, let's just say he is thankful that he is finally getting a voice. Kalaam loves how you named him, he won't stop mentioning how ironic his it is that you named him that way without realising the meaning until over ten years later. He will not stop laughing, it's starting to get on my nerves, but I love him anyway. Piper also says hi, not much more, as usual.

Now, on to what I want to say...

PLEASE STOP HURTING US!!! I know your friend told you that she hurts her characters until there is no characters left, but you don't have to. Seriously, I know you well enough that you don't do that, I've been in your head long enough to know. So take a step back and assess the situation before you write any more. You're lucky that you haven't published us yet, otherwise I may not be so polite.

Anyway, please take all this into consideration. I can't wait to see you on the other side.

Ruby.

PS: I love thzt outfit I wore earlier in the first book. Granted, it was a dream, but please bring it back, I felt so badass in it. Thanks.

I sit there, staring at nothing.

"What am I doing?"

My head feels heavy and it feels like my brain has static.

"Nothing."

I don't move, I don't speak, I don't think, I only breathe. There is only stillness.

Loved ones talk to me, but I hear nothing, completely zoned out to the outside.

"Why am I like this?"

When I try to move, it's only small, nothing significant. Nothing visible.

I'll wait until this passes...

If it does.