She was imaginary in his mind. He lost his way to destiny, the destiny he chose with a light of credence and believe.
He dwindled, so astray.
An angel told him once never to trust the shadows since they even leave you in darkness. Hence he was afraid of everyone. He got his believe back by the angel that would come just for some instants. His eyes always looked towards the sky with hope, a hope of glance.
He wanted his dream to revive again. Not just as a second chance, but as a new born baby with fresh energetic start. He kicked of with a made up mind that he wanted to face provocation of his life with audacity. He finally got successful in waking up the monster in himself.
Sanguine 