Your skin, tinted olive brown, stunning and soft... Your voice — a roar, a hush — always a sweet sonnet on your lips. My heart blossoms at the sight of you. I want to walk alongside you, to see your footsteps next to mine in the sand... to feel the desert wind, and to dance with you in my arms... it's all I hope for. — Emily

Jezmina, is it true? The Ancients call upon you to stay behind as the rest of us slumber? Will you be there when I awake? Please, you cannot leave my side! You're my all! Why must we change? I miss the old days when we used to travel... together, side by side. You let me linger next to you. You held my hand. And now? All this secrecy, for what? I thought you could confide in me. I don't want the Ancients to drive us apart! I'll lose all faith! If you must go, at least give me a farewell kiss. All my heart, — Emily