And it was with this reminder in mind that the man agreed upon the arrangement that would ensure they could always travel together without touching one another. Every so often, however, the fair maiden, that pale woman, his lover would disappear from his sight. And just as she did when he had left her, he frantically searched for her, wanting to forever burn and scorch every soul he ran across until she suddenly returned. Always with a quiet smile and always with something worth more than the pearls that would fall from her eyes.