The fall has been brutal, and the fire been the pain. But it found some healing power in its tears. Her little voice was still echoing... This is the kind of voice, these kind of words that could be a game changer. Laid on the grass, burning with hope, it soudainly realised that maybe the tru meqning of this voyage was for her. Maybe, this Voyage was simply a new beginning and not really the End... Maybe... Maybe...