Living in a sea of misery, full of wounds, added with salt is a misfortune. That's what Hermione Amaryllis Lofranco thinks about her life. A woman who think she belongs to the third gender. But deep down, she knows she recognizes herself as a lady, a woman, a gentle soul who's merely seeking for tranquility inside her head. Being alive is a consolation to all those nightmares. But its not enough to alleviate her grief because as the deeper she breathes, the harder she finds air. The faster the time flies, the longer her wound heals. She's yearning for someone who will wholeheartedly accept her skeletons hidden, deep down. Praying that it'll give her courage to unlearn all of their hatred. And hoping that finally she'll be okay.