“Look at them!” she said, a strange sadness touched her voice.
“Who?” he asked.
She pointed her finger at the leaves of a tree, it looked like a woman sitting, and a man climbing a rope to reach her.
“It’s just like us, only the other way round…” I just keep climbing.
“May be… but it is not our final destiny…. it all depends on us” he pressed her hand warmly.