Ouroboros Spine Twinkle twinkle, little star

A secret shared; she would guard it closely. In the darkness of the night, with only the moon and stars as their witnesses, the two shared what they had been holding within them. She felt a pull; something urging to pull her closer to him. Like gravity. 

His voice was gentle, soft and quiet: "Tell me if I've got this all wrong,"

She didn’t know what he could possibly think could be wrong. She saw no wrongdoing. Her words were authentic, sincere. “What could you be doing wrong?” She whispered, “Oh Valiant…. Just because we have lost some of what we held dear, does that mean we can’t pursue a new happiness? Whatever that may be?”