It was dark and confusing times. I had a chronic illness which was why I was often in the hospital.

I spent my extra time there healing the wounded from the war.

There was a celebrity patient in the room down the hall that everyone was fussing over. It seemed they were all confused as to how to heal him.

From what I heard, the dark magic that was poisoning his body. He had a lot of magic in him already, as he was a magical human, but all the magic was now twisted up inside him, tormenting him.

The wizard Howl.

As night fell and the moon rose over the hospital. I sneaked to his room and looked at his body.

Black stained his skin like frostbite eating away at his body. I knew it was digging towards his heart.

I reached for him to heal him. He grabbed my hand. His eyes rolling, his mouth open in a silent scream. A storm of torment.

I finally got free and touched his chest. He twitched and flinched. I pushed the silver light, the magic deep into his body.

The black faded and and he was purified. His labored breathing finally calmed. He reached out and gripped my hand.

His appearance shifted, as the silver magic touched and ignited his golden spark.

His dark hair glistened and sparkled and turned blonde. His skin went from deathly gray back to a healthy pinkish hue. His eyes shot open; the violet of twilight.

"My Savior!"

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It was the first thing Howl could think of to say. She was a beautiful woman, in a fragile sort of way.

Everything had been so dark. So twisted and horrible. He had been sure it was over for him. That he was lost to the madness.

Her silver light had purified the evil inside him. It had saved him.

He knew her name. She was the priestess, Kuri.

"I am not a savior." She blushed. "I was just doing my job."

"Sure you didn't fall for me?" He grinned.

She scoffed. "I don't fall in love. Love is weakness."

"What a sad way to live." Howl said softly.

He reached out and caressed her face; and didn't miss the fact that she blushed.