She stood there watching the Dead Sea; calm, dangerous, and beautiful. Each wave below hit the cliff hard and steady. As each wave collided, a bittersweet memory panged in her mind; Warm chilly memories of a broken past that no one tended. She looked on at the dying sunset of blood red turn to night. Eyes blank, heart and mind gone. The wind whispered softly to her in barely audible tones. As she turned away, a single tear escaped her cold and unwavering eyes