NoName: You do not love me, if you would know the real me you would despise me.I dont even know the reason of my existence to the extent that Ive been deprived by a name..

Callan: Your so beautiful that no letter or word in any dictionary or language existing or will be existing known to humanity can cover your whole identity.You are special…

NoName : I could take this away from you(object) I will betray you, isnt this thing amount to your life? you said so..why trust me?

Callan: True that may amount to my life, but the thing is your more important than my own life, without you in it , my soul is like trapped in a pitch-black world ..isnt that scary? so better slit my throat than leave me…

NoName: Why are humans so persistent , this must be the reason why your race is soon to be extict

Callan:This is the only reason why we humans still exist at this moment

NoName:(tears swelling up) they could take you away from me by means of physical body , or erase you in my mind, they could even cut my heart but this soul of mine would only yearn for you

Callan: Nothing can separate you from me, not even age, time, place, specie, nor space…
Foolish it is but I Callan Ritcher is in love with someone who doesn’t even know her own name..

My only dream is to write a fiction book before I die..a book where I transport mt every experience to something trivial and symbolic…everyday I have bits of a dream during night, I see scenes and I write it down in a log book in hope that someday I will be able to piece it out..