"Would you like to tell a story, Christine?" Pinky asked. Their group, along with scattered Medazzaland residents, were gathered around a big camp fire. They had been passing the evening by telling stories- frightening stories, sad stories, or just comidies.

"I wouldn't know what to tell," she said.

"How about a ghost story?" someone suggested.

"Okay, I guess. Although, this is not a ghost story of the usual kind," she started. "The ghost was not scary, but sweet and loving. And no, his name was not Casper.

"Percy Williams was an ordinary twenty year-old at the turn of the twentieth century. Although he had no life plan, he was quite happy. He lived and worked on his parents' farm, having completed school four years earlier. One day, he became ill with an unknown sickness. The doctors said it was some weird form of consumption, but in this they were wrong. It was unicorn fever, a disease that eats a person alive inside-out for weeks while the fever rages. The only cure is for a unicorn to touch the inflicted one with its silvery horn, leaving a scar of a star-shape as the only evidence. But Percy's family did not know this, and would not have known where to find the unicorn anyway. So Percy perished as the best doctors looked on, having no cure.

"Instead of going to the Black God's realm, Percy's soul wandered the mortal realm for many years. Finally, a beautiful lady came and told him that one day, his soul would have a body, and he would be alive again. Oh, how Percy rejoyced at that news! So he settled down and waited for that day to come.

"Percy became an unofficial resident of a big house in Liverpool, England. The man who lived there was alone, despite the fame he had experienced at a younger age. He never went into the room Percy had claimed, and I doubt he knew the ghost existed, for Percy was content and did not cause trouble. The only thing he wanted was a chance to be at peace.

"Then, one day, the house changed. The man had gotten married, bringing a wife, her three children, and a cat and dog into the house. The middle child, a girl of almost eighteen, moved into Percy's room. Yet he did not mind, for she had a hidden beauty and he preferred her over her siblings. She insisted on being called Lynne, although that was not her name. They became an unusual sort of friends, and Percy fell in love with her. To be sure, she had her quirks, but they did not matter. Percy loved them as much as every other thing that had to do with her, and he followed her around for months in silent admiration.

"Then, two days before Christmas of that year, Lynne fell sick. It was sad for everyone to watch her and be helpless, for she had the unicorn fever. Nobody wanted to lose her, for she was loved by everyone and there were secrets she had to know. Percy went and talked to her father, who had made the journey to the Dead Realm three years ago. He knew how to find the unicorn of this world, and the message got passed to Adam, Lynne's faithful friend and soon-to-be teacher of magic. He went searching for it and, what seemed like lifetimes later, came back with it. The unicorn healed her and, most surprising of all, cured Percy of his bodiless life.

"Life continued, with Lynne finding out her true mother was Emeralzelda, the goddess of love, and she had a twin sister named Kyrla. Then her father was made a god, the protector of children. A few months later, while on vacation, she realised she truly loved Percy. He was on business for the Queen, but he came to visit her. He stayed for two weeks and then left for Greenland, taking Kyrla with him. You see, he needed a spellcaster, and he would have gladly taken Lynne, but she was about to attend the college of her dreams, and he didn't want to ruin that for her.

"On July 14, 2002, the two people she cared for most set sail on a little boat called "Chris-ma-tine", named so after a nickname Percy called her. At the end of August, she found a piece of driftwood with that name on it. She hadn't heard from her beloved or sister for at least a week. From then on, she did not talk of Percy and Kyrla. She went on with life, graduating from college and living for other people. The whole time, she has silently mourned their unknown fate. Only now has she shared her tale of woe."

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