her melancholy eyes, ethereal and eternal, searched the vast night sky for star, a star illuminating whatever answer, whatever hope, whatever help she needed. but there were no stars that night. just the light slowly fading away out of her eyes as she sit there is complete despair, holding her lifeless body, feeling the heat from it die out as her hands soak up her warmth, her life. with tears stinging her eyes she gazes at her hands, dripping ichor.