Would you like to hear a story? Once there was a simself, Aurora Simself was indeed wise as there was no secret , the creator did not tell her but one day, Aurora made a great mistake, the mistake? That is another story but with a heavy heart, the great creator and goddess Dawn punished her.

She was given back her original name, Aurora now Rebecca Simself was banished from the ever darkening town of Kimberton and sent to Desiderata Valley, she could of course return when the great prophecy was fulfilled and everyday she would pray to her goddess for an answer

“Oh Dawn, please answer my prayers! Help me complete the task that you have given me!” The goddess took pity on the simself and spoke to her “Oh my little wanderer, I have watched your tears for so many long hours and I have decided that your prayers will be answered,”

Rebecca grew angry, “Why must you torment me so? Can I not return home to Kimberton? What about Madi and Netia?” Dawn laughed ever so softly “Little Wanderer, why do you think you were sent here? Imogen and Ciara had grown too much in power, the neighbourhood was purged and everyone in it destroyed. Madeline and Venetia remain alive only in your memories,”

“No,” whispered the simself “you can’t” Although she would never admit it, Rebecca had grown to care for the Heavenlys during her many years in Kimberton “Fae, Sofia,” Rebecca paused in pain, when she mentioned her twin daughters. During Ciara’s first rise to power, she had murdered the twins and Dawn had promised once Ciara was defeated they would be returned to her and now there seemed no chance of that. “What’s done is done little wanderer, now you must accept the newest task I ask of you. I know I have asked many things of you but now you must do this for me, my little wanderer,”

Rebecca looked up, her face contorted in pain “What must I do? Can you bring Fae and Sofia back to me?” It was a few moments before the goddess answered “I can my little wanderer but remember the prophecy little wanderer remember,” She remembered then, everything.

Upon Kimberton’s final hourThere is danger that awaitsThose who trespass valley’s gatesUntil 10 generations shall be bornAncient Powers shall writeThe Valley’s mysteries and plightLittle Wanderer hidden in the rising tideThe light of dawn shall show the wayThrough the ever darkening daySome will rise some will fallBut remember little childEvery Story must have it’s end

“She is coming little wanderer, be ready,” Dawn whispered “Farewell for now my little wanderer,” Rebecca felt something kiss her cheek but a piercing scream interrupted the peace of Desiderata Valley.

Rebecca sped towards her front lawn, seeing a figure standing there, a young girl presumably the screamer “HE WAS GOING TO KILL ME!” She shrieked and collapsed Rebecca caught the young girl and carried her inside.

Rebecca sighed as she hid herself behind the screen in her bedroom, the girl had woken up once she was in the house. After a soothing cup of tea the girl introduced herself as Phoebe Taylor and that was all the information she’d managed to extract from the hysterical young girl. Phoebe had been put to sleep in her own bed, she’d expected an answer soon but not exactly that soon. She’d explain everything to her when she awoke, which would be soon Rebecca expected.

“So what you’re saying Miss Rebecca is that I have to start one of those legacy things?” asked Phoebe when she woke up “Yes sweetheart,” Rebecca nodded “I spoke to a few friends on the phone whilst you were sleeping, the plot of land next door is entirely yours. The structure on it might be a little awful but if you earn money you should have a proper house in no time!”

Phoebe stood up and turned her back to Rebecca “This is goodbye then Miss Rebecca?” The simself nodded “For now at least my dear, I will visit often,” As Phoebe left a strange thought occurred to her “This is not the end, this is only the beginning,”