A lonely traveler walking down the isle of Grethia…
With a stick in his hand, he heads through the dense forest…
A magnifying glass and a notebook is all that he has with him…
He has set sail on a journey to search for the eternal…
Years of drudgery has churned out all his spirit that drove him fast…
Without any hope within he walks past the grassy land to look out for her…
A distant light shows up from the middle of the rainforest…
Sudden wind blows and snatches away the stick from his hand…
Its dark all around…he starts running towards the distant frontiers…
His journey ends when he sees her waiting near the wooden house that they had once built up with months of love…
Diving straight into her lap, he rests in peace…they spend the night gazing at the stars…
Moonlight brightens up the world outside…
Scribbling away their tales to tell…they keep looking at each other….
It starts raining at the wee hour of the night and washes their pain away…
They hear the call of the little child…the little one has been waiting for them to be united forever…
Like a candle in the wind, he comes and enters their world of love…
…and they live happily ever after…
