The dices in the hands well rolled,
And the mind of the dancing queen well hidden,
Game without rules or new rules well played,
Broken promises and shattered dreams as corpses lay,
In the middle of unknown roads none ever ventured.
None ever again even in their worst misfortune should venture,
For it a day of penance in fasting I may remain all in prayer.

The search begins.

Till it ends.
Good Bye.