Lost Sight, Found Strength

The path is so dark and dim, but Julie keeps walking. She is scared, yet her adrenaline makes her look back several times, urging her to walk faster with each step. She wonders why she can't move faster and then realizes it's just her thoughts getting wilder the longer she's on the road. She shouldn't have chosen this path—terrified and confused. She's already halfway through. It sucks. The only way is to adapt, over time. She has one more block, two more, and again she convinces herself it's just one more step to her destination. She's no longer afraid when she starts looking at the sky instead of the road. The evening feels scarier when it's right in front of our eyes, but when it's above, the stars are beautiful. The cold air on her skin feels warmer as her mind grows calmer. Gently, she realizes that she's no longer worried. In fact, she's arrived, in no time. -- I think loneliness comes from the mind. It's not about being surrounded ...
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

A Trailer: Enid's Trial

Martin cried. He's standing on outdoor and wind breezes on his face.
(It was a long seconds shot, so people seeing it turns empathy with it)
music starts: a swing violin, lonely tunes.
BLANK BLACK
Martin voice (hard): It's just one day, with you.
Enid smiles. She's standing near the cliff.
(It seems like different wide and far shot, mixing so it catches Enid's beauty)
Martin voice (hard): Its worth it.
(A slowly Enid turns face, smile)
music put to the maxim notes and suddenly it gets overtuned and stopped.
A string of violin broken, followed by other strings, one by one.
(It got black background, so when the string broken, the dust spread from the string can be seen. It's also a wide shot, to feel the intense of music notes, too.)
Martin fell to the ground, it's green soil, still crying, but he feels loosing strength.
(It's an angle from down ground, so we can see his face look down)
Martin voice (hard): I miss her, so bad.
BLANK SPACE

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