“It’s winter once again…” I thought as I strolled through the mortal realm.

I never knew why I felt such melancholic sadness during this time of year, nor why I visit this place in the mortal realm every winter.

I always go to the local cemetery and visit three unmarked graves. I don’t remember who these were meant for as their names had long faded with time, yet they gave me a sense of safety…
But I’ll admit, seeing what I am, it's ironic for me to visit places like this.

Soon I reached my destination, the only three unmarked graves in this whole area. They were all right next to one another so they must have been related somehow. I cleaned off the snow that had collected on top of the grave to reveal what was left of the long faded headstones.

“*** **llo*”
“*iv** *all**”
“*****s ****ti*e”

As I sat there alone in the middle of the night all I can say was

“It’s been centuries since I forgot my memories…Yet I still feel pain…”
”Just who are you to ‘me’…?”
“And why does it hurt to remember?…”

As I expected, the only answer I received was silence. My only source of comfort was the knowledge that they were among the stars once again, in peace…
I looked up at the same starry sky I had seen throughout my long life and whispered

“I still wonder…When will our stars align once more?”