She was falling....it seemed like forever. There was no ground to stop her, just the same blinding whiteness...except for the dark haired man that stood on what seemed like a cliff, reaching out for her.
But yet, he would always come short, she would continue to fall at an alarming rate, and the man's clear blue eyes would cry out for her...
. p a r t | o n e .
. p a r t | t w o .
. p a r t | t h r e e .
. p a r t | f o u r .
