You don't know it's me, do you? You certainly haven't shown any familiarity towards me, not even enough to throw me away again. Was the boy who saved your life that night so forgettable?

Here I am; I've returned a man. I've been at your balls now for three nights, and you haven't even noticed me, despite the attention that I've gotten from all the nobles. All the beautiful people who have given over their souls to the moonlight.

Of course, nothing has changed here. The soulless nobles are all the same, even wearing the same clothing, and the ones that I killed were alive. They even talked to me, the moonlight in their eyes smirking at me because of its power to bring them back.

You… well you'll never change. Your beauty transcends time. I think I may be the only person here who has changed at all.

I went to see you in the moonlight again last night. Not even that has changed, except that this time you didn't even notice me then. I saw your hair, shining silver-gold in the moonlight, just as I did my first time, and just as it did then, my heart nearly burst again because of your beauty. I was lucky I couldn't see your emerald eyes, else my heart probably would have burst.

I watched it try to devour you again, only to be driven back by the star that was born in your body. Perhaps that has changed a bit. Your light seemed stronger than my memories say it was. Maybe it has gotten stronger with time. But then, I may be wrong, and perhaps your light was just the same as it was eight years ago.

What I know is that it didn't even try to go after me at all last night. Both times before it tried for me, but failed. It kept trying for me all through the past eight years, never seeming content to let me live my life, but last night I was left alone to watch you.

Not that you noticed me.

Which makes me wonder… What if it had sent nobles after you again last night, as it did the night you exiled me? I would have killed them, just as I did the first time, only it would have been cleaner this time. I know how to kill now. Would you have noticed me then, bloody, but holding back those who would take away your light? Maybe that would have been better than being ignored…

But it didn't send anyone after you last night, and I remained unnoticed, except by the moonlight-filled nobles.

Do new people ever come here? Everything here seems to be the exact same as when I was exiled. Was my entrance into this magical place years ago just an accident?

When I think about it, I'm sure it must have been an accident. Why else would a young boy, the son of a farmer and without a drop of noble blood in him, be allowed to enter into your world of balls, stars, and moonlight? Surely not for a reason.

And that is funny, in a sick sort of way. I've devoted my life to you, whether you want me or not. I've based everything I do on you, and now that I've returned you don't even recognize me. All the nobles, with their fake smiles and dangerous eyes, ask me who I am, and I respond, "I am who I am." Perhaps instead I should be asking you…

Who am I?