"She was like a silver fallen leaf, she should have been floating in her own orbit, but the wind took her far away, to a world unknown to her and untouched. When she turned back to go home, she found that the road home became more and more complicated...
She began to regret it, but is regretting useful?
Then, she closed her eyes and began to wait quietly for the wind to take her flying..."
It's just a fable, she said. She told him not to believe it. "A fable is not a prophecy," she said.