Sea of Illusions

Amid the endless yellow sands, she met her;

In those same yellow sands, she lowered the knife in her hand and watched her leave;

Amid the smoke of battle, she drew her bow to a full moon, but the arrow pointed toward her;

In the magnificent hall, she keenly spotted those eyes behind the black veil in the crowd...

So many people died.

So many things happened. What could be done?

Both she and her were swept along by the surging tide.

Torn between conflicting feelings, struggling, fighting, trying to escape.

Love, kindred spirits, hatred, country and family.

In the end, peace came once more in the same stretch of yellow sands where they first met.