She bit the right side of her lip as she stared at the screen. Emptiness. How could her mind race so fervently, but not settle on a single coherent thought to share? Numerous events challenged her greatly, yet she could not bring herself to share any of her happiness or torment. Both were in great supply. Time (greatest enemy, remember?) played a factor in these battles. Was her soul lost again? Did her strength fail her? What drove her to such despair? Ah, if she could only find the answers to her own heart.