What is eternity when you are constantly looking for something that doesn't exist?

She is like an echo of this endless thirst. A mermaid from dark waters, in whose eyes there is a longing for the impossible. Her skin is like a memory of light, and her eyes are a silent question that goes deep again and again.

She doesn't know if what she's looking for exists. But he keeps calling. Keeps waiting.

Eternity is it.

And every touch of water reminds me: sometimes the strongest pain is hope.