Bones tangled in vines withering with every movement. You will find these mysterious creatures roaming around this ghost town. A forgotten town left to abandoned hope. Casper is one of the skeletons in this dreary town called Hope. Hope, a false name.

Casper has muted green vines that highlight his features, contrast with his bleach white bones. Sunken abysmal eyes that are a void of darkness. His vines contract and ripple with every movement, that gives a sense of muscles. He can access his senses through his vines. The only sense of livelihood is his wavy chin length sky blue hair. Hair that seems to blow even without the gentle touch of the icy wind. His sleek black leather jacket, black jeans, and smooth black boots are what brings comfort.  

Casper stares out into the bleak grey sky that looms over Hope blocking out even a single ray of sunlight. He wonders whether a ray of sunlight will ever shine. What cruel joke is being played to call such a miserable town Hope. A word that's long forgotten to these skeleton hearts. Hearts green with envy. Envy towards those who have light shining on them. These morbid thoughts always dangle around Casper. Casper does not know what he wants or how he feels. He is dead as a leafless tree in winter, stripped of any feelings or purpose.

This has been going on for all eighteen years of his life until one day out of nowhere something changed. An alien feeling. What could it be? Whatever it was Casper felt the need to search for it. Was it hope or was it a lie. Who knows, what matters is Casper is leaving Hope to follow this feeling.

Time is endless as he walks along the desolate trail. How long? Days? weeks? Casper spots a sparkle, a glint of hope. In the distance what he saw was Midnight, the city of stars. Celestials fallen from the sky gather in this town providing wisdom and heart to the misfits who pass by. Could this be what Casper is searching for. Is this where his feelings lead him. Or is this yet another false hope. No he refuses to believe this is false. In his dark abysmal eyes this is real. 

The celestials are beings covered in brilliant stars with a bright emblem on their shoulder representing their house, their eye colour changing with their feelings. Five houses exist in the celestial realm, the realm which these beings were banished from. The water Aquarius, the fire Wrath, the air Lucy, the earth Rick, and chaos Zeke, these are the five celestial houses.

The city is a dazzling place full of colour and twinkling lights, the radiance of celestials was an indescribable sight, it was like witnessing a thousand milky ways at once. The buildings towered over Casper touching the sky. Casper was in awe of this place. The intricate sculptures complemented the abstract parts of the towering buildings, it was as if an explosion of colour and light was frozen in time. All lights in buildings were off the only radiance of light shined from the countless celestials. 

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Casper continued on until he found a place for food. Cake was the first thought when he entered the warm welcoming café.  The taste of cake when served was exquisite, it was as soft as the hue of a waxing moon, and delightful as a hopsyhock dance. It brings back memories of when his mother used to teach him that bizarre dance. A bizarre yet traditional dance with intricate moves that needed to be consistent with the harmony's of  violins, cellos, and drums. It was a beautiful dance for the living.  

Casper never felt this happiness in a while. Someone chuckles behind him. Stunned out of this trance he turned around to see a shadow wavering a few meters away. The shadow was not a malevolent one. Not like you would see associated with demons in the town of Dusk, an unforgivable town brimming with evil spirits. No this shadow was mischievous in a friendly way. It eyes sparkling red, two shining rubies in a withering void of darkness.

The shadow seems to dance tenderly towards Casper full of curiosity. It's not uncommon of  demons to be here in Midnight for this place welcomes all misfits.  

"Good food, tasty as a pure hearted soul, haha. Call me Crowley I'm a demon from Dusk. And you my skeleton friend?"

"Casper," says Casper bewildered at this strange shadow demon named Crowley. He noticed his hair was as ruby red as his mischievous eyes. His black claws dance on the table as he starred at Casper. 

"You have red hair,"

"Yours is blue, suits nicely. Do you need a guide, I come here often so I know the place well."

"Sure I would like that."

"Then let's dance through Midnight." Crowley says holding his clawed hand out. 

Casper tenderly reaches for it, uncertain. He takes a breath closed his eyes and took hold of Crowley's warm welcoming hand. His skin as soft as a cloud, yet he looks as strong as a fierce dragon. His slightly toned muscles ripple with every movement, as Crowley waltzes through town as a guide for Casper showing all sorts of marvels. This lasted till the chime of midnight.

They stopped at this beautiful garden, indescribable flowers blooming at the peak of night. They looked up into the dancing starry sky. A dazzling sky full of light and hope. Bewildered Casper feels a tear roll down. This happiness, was this what he was looking for. Crowley looks at him with his warm ruby eyes and gives a reassuring  smile. A smile that says you are ok now, you're not alone anymore.