[b]I DO NOT OWN THE CINDERELLA CHARACTERS![/b] Auror and Ember sat across from one another, a book in Auror’s hand. The book was titled Ember and Cinders. “So. Someone was stalking me when Navi and I were walking to the town?” Ember questioned. “Yes, but did you take your medications?” Auror looked at her knowingly, a small smirk on his face. “Right,” she said softly. Ember strolled out of the room and into the kitchen. When she left, Auror picked a pen laying on his desk and began to write. Hello Readers, it’s time I addressed myself. I am Auror, I have written Embers and Cinders as a novel, that was my original plan. But with the recent revelations of Ember’s amnesia I have realized the purpose of this story; to regain Ember’s memories of her life, by reading this to her. Embers and Cinders is also a novel for you, my loyal readers. Just stick to it, I promise it will be interesting. This is a way for you to realize that every story can be spun into multiple ways, and still be interesting. I hope all of you begin to start your own works as well, just approach it with caution. Don’t copy the plot, but change it up a lot. You are the author, and your pen can make anything change. With sincerest regards, Auror Auror folded the paper in half, and sealed it inside of an envelope. The moment he sealed it, Ember returned from her trip to take her medications. “Shall we continue?” says Auror, as he flips to the page they had left off on. Ember nodded slowly.