As the winds rushed once, the speed remembered her an incident. The return from the last tour. The dark night. The moment the car started racing. Out of control. The cry to stop. The cuddled sleep that embraced and gulfed her conscious.

Flora was used to link calendar dates to remember any new life events that she felt as important. But she lost her memory power recently in an unfortunate fortunate accident.

The absence of memory of her life and the uncontrollable events stilled her mind. She saw herself empty. Yet, in the stillness of the mind, the image of her true love...