Cherazart/Death and a New Life

The horror of loosing my home was too much to bear. I thought this place was a city of hope, but now I realize it is a place of betrayal. Running from the grand southern land was one the best choice I ever made, then the cinders of my efforts showed me how the ties that bind can also seek to kill your spirit. Knowing that there is no retribution...I died that day, and do not feel the same since then. With despair and agony in my heart, I was ready to leave and told one person it was time for me to go. Nothing else existed for me here. Then that person became my source of inspiration. That person showed me that I am more than a mere woman who should follow a man and man's laws. That person is showing me how an artist's heart should really beat and how my heart should really feel. I now know I made a lot of mistakes, even though the loss of my home was something I never deserved. When karma comes to seek true vengeance, I will celebrate by dancing on the rays of heaven. Our heaven. I hope I can do right by you now my angel. And for anyone I truly harmed, I am truly sorry. However, I need to be where my heart will beat again, otherwise it will die and my future creations will crumple to dust. The past creations have already decayed. My heart beats with him. If the friends I made really love me, they will find me again and they will see my heart now lives in his grasp.