She roams the halls, the rooms, the kitchen, she looks out of windows,her long dark hair flowing behind her as light as the wind, the way the moonlight hits her skin makes her seem ethereal,he runs after her, his legs heavy, aching, hurting but he knows that he needs to get to her, he can't let her go, he can't lose her, he doesn't know who she is, he has never seen her face and he never reaches her.