KirbiMiroir's Treasure Trove of Professional Literature

Chapter 1: Christine - Highly Responsive to Light
There was nothing visible except for the candle in my hand. The snowy expanse of land was like a border that prevented any sunlight from reaching it. The moon had lost himself, nowhere to be seen in the indigo-tinted sky, and I could not hear anything besides the forceful gales of the fading Autumn...

"Christine? Hey, Christine? What are you doing here, wandering down a winter with nothing but a dying candle?"

That was my best friend - Maria was her name. She was a little bit crazy and had some rather strange interests, but I could not bring myself to dislike her, even a little. I had met her six years ago, at the Fifth Season Shrine. She's was the one who introduced me to my pet monkey, Satoru, and the one who taught me how to use magic.

"Uh, Christine?" She asked me. Your face looks like it's devoid of all imagination." She often told me that my face looked devoid of imagination, usually when I was lost in thought.

"Oh, I was just thinking about Satoru." I told her, with a quiver in my voice. That was not what I had in mind. What I was thinking of was so strange that she would not believe me even if I described it in full detail.

"You know, Christine, I'm getting kind of sick of just standing around. Standing around in the middle of winter takes soooo much out of you!" I saw a tint of boredom in Maria's voice, as if she had something she was desperate to do, something other than withdrawing from the cold.

"Maria, I know that withstanding the cold is more exhausting than moving a four-tonne weight, but I..." I hesitated for what felt like a minute. "...I have someone I need to see." Judging Maria's expression, I do not think she saw the truth in my words. As I often said, she looked like her mind had been shattered from the inside out.

Then, the aurora appeared. Just looking at it made me feel limp and lifeless, unable even to think. As Maria says, I looked like I was thinking about complex mathematical formulae for fun. Then... then it vanished. There was not even a trace of the rose pink and ice blue glow.