Failure
*She walked to his bed, staring at the expensive black plush coverlet that laid upon it, lifting her hand she stroked across his pillow. Her dark lashes lowered, lifting both her hands to her collar she pulled at the claps till it released and slid it off her neck. It had barely been on for a month. She rolled her lips deep in thought. She had been unhappy. She failed all his tests. Every single day she could not suceed in tasks and every day it upset her more. Trained meant nothing. Trained still showed massive flaws, inability and the times she had to say no to him only angered her she could not fulfill him how he needed it. Ayalin looked at the collar for a long time, reluctant to place it on his pillow. But, slowly she lowered it and placed it across the corner. There was no place to go but back on the snow hills and be careful not to be found by him. Her eyes welled up she looked down to stop crying. She turned from his bed and walked through his fire lit apartment to his table. leaving an envelope and a small blue suede pouch that contained all the gil she had left. She walked to the door, passing through it and locking it behind her, whispering as she left.* "I'm sorry I was no good Master. You are a good person and I am sorry I could nor be what you needed. "