There is an ocean of gray between black and white. An ocean of gray between alpha and omega, between right and wrong, between beginning and end.
Relationships end. They end with thunder and lightening. They end with pouring rain. They end with silence.
Legend says the Pirates of that gray sea stole her greatest treasures, Love and Trust. Not knowing their value, the broken Love and shattered Trust were discarded into the depths. She waited an eternity of time, the promises of ransom anchoring her, as the moon chased the sun across the heavens. Unwilling to move on, unable to go back, she is still there - walking at water�s edge, looking out across the waves, searching the flotsam and jetsam for the pieces that will make her treasures whole again.
Should you find a crystal remnant as you walk upon the sands�..keep it safe. Someday she may come to claim it.
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