What I want to write is a story about finding and protecting.
Twenty-eight years of separation, forbearing love and waiting.
He offered him everything, but asked him to "not come to me again";
He forgot life and death for him, but he could not forget him.
I like this process of searching for people,
The seeker trapped in the obsession of imminent amnesia,
and the guardians who protect each other in their own way,
It goes round and round, but love never leaves.
