And then she asked the boy "What is it that you need most? Is it time? Is it riches?" she queried as the wind blows her hair revealing her green, lonely eyes.
But the boy saw everything in a different time; in a different place. Where it was only him and the lonely girl, face-to-face, and everything in slow motion.
His silver eyes then glinted, almost that of a wolf and he finally answered "It is you I need most"
