She left. Her exit was unannounced, and the light was shut down. Layl did not believe at first. How can he believe it? So immersed in Nour’s eyes, he lost his eyesight to reality. And when her eyes disappeared from his own sight, nothing could’ve truly predicted the shock he felt, or even the delirium. The denial he tried so hard to wallow in. He couldn't believe the light was gone. He still believes it is there and follows it, convincing himself that it exists, his ship forgotten, drinking himself to set the illusion to life. Until.more

Nothing can truly fix Layl’s monotony, until an object glowed within his ship’s passage. What's that glowing? Is that the light from the bulb he always searched for? A facade? A mirage, one that always makes him realize it’s just a temporary candle that runs out of light whenever he makes an effort. But is this light bulb a true eternal light? This light bulb is called Nour. Layl cannot trust this light regardless of how bright it is, but he cannot help it. He is a ship that's wandering without a lighthouse, and despite his careless ignorance of the lighthouse, he cannot ignore the light that will shed on his path. He submits to the light that seems like the moon, an eternal entity, and he sets his dependence on it, and the light shines ever more brightly. Layl releases his doubts to the light and feels now more alive. He exists. He finally feels that he is someone. He saw in Nour something he lost a long time ago: hope. He finally returned to existing.more

Layl has lost himself completely. He cannot see anything. His eyesight has gone blind. His ship wrecked. He does not feel anything anymore. He has lost the very little will that he had within him to bear the monotony of his life before meeting Nour. The little hope that someday he'll find a light as bright and eternal as the moon has completely faded to obscurity and became a remnant of Nour. The worst part is he is forced to live, forced to wake up and bear reality, bear the harsh reality, bear another day without a light. A candle could’ve been less disastrous than a lighthouse’s light. A candle is obviously known to expire and does not have that depth of a luminous light. But it turns out Nour was just a candle that shined brightly, and there was no lighthouse, only a candle with a higher brightness. more