The woman used to pray countless days for a child she could love and care for. One evening a lonely creature of the night heard them. The little monster had some memories of the mother figure in her former life. However many years had passed since then, and the girl could recall only few tender moments, although maybe they were dreams and fantasies, all mixed up together, leaving a gaping crater in her unbeating heart. The girl felt an aching longing again. Perhaps that time she could relive the things that had been stolen long ago.