• They walked in the starlit night as if there wasn't a care in the world. The air was whispering stories that only another wind could decipher. The full moon kept watch over us. Our intertwined fingers were pale. They seemed set in stone. She gazed into his eyes. Those eyes were brimming with life. But when he gazed into her eyes, they were lifeless. They told a tale of unimaginable sorrow. Her black hair seemed to absorb the moonlight and shine.