Elena frowns in thought. “Well no two grains of sand have the same path... interesting analogy.”

Ren shrugs and walks to the stage, huffing at the crowd’s cheering. She purses her lips in thought then starts to sing. “Do you feel the same when I’m away from you? Do you know the line that id walk for you? We could turn around or give up but we’ll take what comes, take what comes.”