a man of secrets and passions...
reminded of his times a few vintages ago...
whence he saw a spectacular vision...
she was the every reason for war and treason...
an a aurora incarnated in a mortal soul...
a soul for the man of secrets and passions...
he changed for her and only for her...
to tell her not to go...
he wanted a shoulder to cry his scareness...
to be besides her...
to be with her till all the time the leaves of tree take to fall...