Langv watched the waves dance up and down. Amongst the past, along the present. She looked into the distance and thought of all the things that have happened. If it was so obvious, why did she leave? Why did she not find the boy? 15 years. Who cares. She turned her head back to the rolling waves and closed her eyes. A deep voice echoed in her mind. Go to sleep. He will be hear any moment. She nodded. In the meantime, go to sleep. A soothing but dark melody played in her mind and she nodded off to sleep.

Luces walked slowly up and down the path, deep in thought. 15 years. 15 years! And I haven't found a single person. He sighed at the thought. After the incident, the former gang of thieves broke up, including her friends. Langv went wandering off. Falcoon disappeared. Athia and Drygonsky also wandered off. Again, he sighed. The reason I have not found them is that they have aged. 15 years and humans age. They disappear. He barely noticed that the sun had gone down and the stars shown like day time. That's when he saw what he hoped he saw. A woman with fiery orange hair, around 40, laid down on the sand, asleep. She had marks down her arms and dressed as if she belonged in the dessert. Langv. He ran over and knelt. It was Langv. His excitement rose. "Langv?"

"Langv?"
Langv shot up at her name and looked around. There in front of her was a young adult lupine with golden eyes and dark brown fur. But the childish look within his face triumph all doubt in her mind. "Luces?"

"Luces." She nodded and fell back asleep, dream about the child.