Without him by her side her soul is empty as a starless sky. Insenient, drunk from poisoned wine of doubts mixed with teritories of hell she was looking for him among the thicket of dark clouds to celebrate memories of joint adventures. Every part of her is bleeding with unspeakable desire of his closeness filling the cup of longing for atonement of stars. Her feet are ready to walk through tremendous fires and tread upon demons that split them heartlessly. Only superhuman powers could give him the strength to fight, so she blessed his bellicose blood with unremitting prayers feeling his mad with uncertenity thoughts under the skin. Her silent voice in his head calling him to tresholds of home made him closing his eyes to see, feel, cherish her existence.