The White Rose

Once upon a timeless time there was a love... a love not of this world, for it began far beyond this world and was brought here at the dawn of time. This is a story about that love how it came to be here and about how it was lost...once...and then again. And then again. Yes, it is a story about love lost but also found...and then lost once more and again found. It is a story that has no real ending, as no true love story ever does; there are just pauses, the way the day pauses to give way to the night and then returns with the dawn. Just cycles of time, appearing and disappearing, but never ending. Like the ebb and flow of tides, nothing ever really ends. Nothing that is true, that is... nothing of the heart.