Met in the ancient city on the wasteland, he came with a conspiracy.
The evening breeze stirred his hair, and the color of the sunset dyed it with a slight golden color. He looked at her, with a warm and quiet smile in his eyes as beautiful as stars. He asked her, Shu'er, will you marry me?
Because of his rebellion, he left with him, but what he got in exchange was a life of ups and downs.
She probably remembered that she climbed up the tower every day and looked in the north direction. She probably remembered that she was waiting for someone.
But she forgot that the person she was waiting for was not him in the first place.
Not at the beginning, and not at the end in the fire.