Gracious Faith Erejer life's was a straight line. It is perfectly planned and drawn without flaws. No ruler to be a guide line, it's just a pure hard work. A piece where she lived almost her life, It is something that had been perfectly carved by a sculptor. Time's passed by the perfect drawn line turn into a zigzag, a complicated way where she found herself struggling and finding herself. The perfectly pieces of that puzzle broke and scattered into pieces, how would she be able to find the missing pieces? Even if it is mean losing herself along the way..