A child of autumn was born into a world of deceit and death and a land of ice. A break of bonds would take her away and install a sense of loss and eternal sorrow. She walks across the country, she holds her head up high in the rain. A mother is screaming for help and she turns around to stare at a scene from her memory. She is hiding a wish in her heart. That flows through her blood always. And it's culled from a dream, that someone is waiting to say her name and call her to his side at the cusp of eternity.