He looks up and sees... a sunset... A warm, beautiful ecstasy seems to reach out behind it. It's so close, yet oh so far. Alfred reached out to grab it and let everything he bottled up release little, by little. The smell of pine trees wafted in the air that played with his golden, wheat hair. His sapphire eyes glimmered with fondness, his leather bomber jacket waving behind him. His white t-shirt and jeans had dark spots of tears on them with his boots dug in the ground. There with the sunset stood a woman... ...standing amongst his one comfort...