The certainty that she would find what it was she sought just slipped away, until one night she knew there was nothing, no one waiting for her. That no matter how far she walked, how carefully she searched, how much she wanted to find the person she was looking for, she was alone" - The Forgotten Garden

She says there are stories everywhere and that people who wait for the right one to come along before setting pen to paper end up with very empty pages.

Ah, well. Life's too short for moderation, wouldn't you say?

She was the sort of person for whom fear was the natural response to that beyond explanation.

The certainty that she would find what it was she sought just slipped away, until one night she knew there was nothing, no one waiting for her. That no matter how far she walked, how carefully she searched, how much she wanted to find the person she was looking for, she was alone" - The Forgotten Garden

What could be more perfect than marrying the person you love.

Thinking of nothing. Trying to think of nothing. Thinking of everything.