Darkness. That’s the first thing I remember. It was dark, it was cold, and I was scared. But then… then I saw the moon. It was so big, and it was so bright. It seemed to chase the darkness away. And when it did… I wasn’t scared anymore. Why I was there and what I was meant to do, that I’ve never known, and a part of me wonders if I ever will.
Didn’t they tell you, Jack? It’s great being a Guardian. But there’s a catch. If enough kids stop believing, everything your friends protect - wonder, hopes and dreams, it all goes away. And little by little, so do they. No Christmas or Easter, or little fairies that come in the night. There will be nothing but fear and darkness. And me.