Love... Who cares about love? Its just pain...
-What is it? You look sad.
- Huh? Oh, no, nothing--- nothing at all...
- You know you can tell anything that hurts you. Come on, its just you and me, nobodys listening.
- Its nothing, I just dont want to fight. I dont want a war.
- Me neither, but we cant do anything about it, not today. We can just hope that it will be all right. Now lets sleep a bit. We have work to do tomorrow. Goodnight sister.
- Yeah... uhm... goodnight sis.
Delora was always too kind to me. But what could I do, she is just too kind at all. But she is nice friend and a lovely wife. Stratos can call himself a lucky birdman. Im glad to be his sister. He is great man after all. Great like Semy... god not again. Dont cry, be strong, dont cry be...
- Hawk, are you crying? Whats the matter?
- What? I... wasnt crying, just.... great timing birdboy. What are you doing her