The smell of red roses… Thats the only thing i could remember. The moonlight was touching my skin when i lowered my hood. I know something was going to happen when i had those dreams back. Branches creaked as I moved a little forward. I should not think about the past. Things are now how they should be. I could hear the man running away. Gasping. He was already exhausted. ” O dear god..,” he prayed. “if you can hear me, please let this end.” I jumped to another tree. Hoping he didn’t hear me. ” I promise that i’ll never turn my back on you again, please i have a family.” He coughed. I was above him. Listening to his heartbeat. Feeling his fear. I dropped out of the tree as a spider and suprised the poor man. ” You had.. a family.” He gasped. I saw the fear in his eyes. ” No, No they didn’t send you,”he screamed. He was to tired to run away. he knew there was no place for him to hide anymore. ” Jareth, as right hand of the fallen leaves I condemn you for all your actions.” Jareth looked at me with tears in his eyes. He was once my right hand.. he was once a friend. ” The only way we can accept your betrayal is with death.” When i said those words.. it felt like i stabbed my own heart. ” You can’t do this,” he cried. But i didn’t listen. I drew my wapon. Pressed it under his chin. ” One day..” the tip pointed at his neck. “One day they will come for you..” I pushed a little bit. ” And you know that i’m bloody right!” I didn’t want to hear it anymore. the sword slipped through his throat. I heard him choke on his own blood. I saw how life escaped out of his eyes. And in that spark of his last moment i saw how much of a coward he was. I pulled my dagger out of the body and cleaned it on my coat. The body had to disappear. It had to be burned , as always. but the head had another destination. The only thing that i will leave is a rose. Those roses are my symbol for a long time now. i see them as my last sign of respect. But for the other members of the fallen leaves are they breadcrumbs. Crumbs which lead me to my end. ” It’s a beautiful night isn’t it ?” Alva was standing behind me. He looked 23 but was much older. His eyes silver and bright as the moon looked at me quizzically. ” Yes it is..”I replied. ” A blood moon, you know what that means.” I just nodded. I didn’t want to talk about those things. ” Are you really going to do what he asked?” He pointed at the head. ” If Eden asks for it he will get it.” Alva shook his head. ” He will start a war.” I sighed. ” Then war it shall be.” I started to separate the head from the body. ” You are stil thinking about the boy, am i right?” Yes the boy… The boy i saved several years ago from a vampire attack. The boy i found back in this silly town. ” Why should i,” i growled. He shrugged. The dam thing about Alva was that he was always right. He knew me to well. A great danger for me. They should only know me as Osiris.. That is already to much.