Mystery Shadows. It says in my name...

All my life I always wished to be different. Different and more exciting than the boring life we all have to live through. Like a life of those I had once watched on the television. But not once did I really believe that my one, true wish would come true. A life that no one had once been through; a life full of horror and happiness, misfortune and love, adventure and creation. And even through all this, I still had not known what was the cause. And now I know, but I shall soon forget once more. 

So I write these words in hurry hoping that one day my adventures will be shared. And that no one will ever have to face the danger I had once lived. That little girl starring out the clear sky and gazing at full moon, will never have to face the misery that I have gone through. I hope that time will be kind to me once more and save that little girl, and any other child that will have to go through this endless cycle will be set free. Free of the chains of fate that bind me once again. Free from fear that plagues our minds. 

Be warned, reader, that this is not one that is a simple fairy tale. This will or has happen, and if my mission is complete, it will never happen again. Yet Mystery Shadows must be born, and convey to their minds what is beyond our mortal eyes. She will help me document my journeys, and many others who will have to experience the same fate, sadly. 

So please, reader, do not simply leave this as another book on your shelf, a simple document on your electronic, a normal story in the back of your head. Because if you ponder, and think, you will realize what I say may be true. And that there truly is more than there should be. And remember this: Cynthia Silvermoon, for I may forget. And with these final words I type, and those that Mystery Shadows will continue, I plead with you that you may spread this word. My final word.

Goodbye, and good luck.