Aleksander Morozova thought that the scars he got from the volcra made a good reminder.
A reminder that all men can be made fools.
A reminder that he fell in love with Alina, she betrayed him twice and left him behind in the darkness.
And for that he thought himself a fool. A fool no different than other mortal men.
A fool that he felt love for her. A fool that he felt hope again.
And yet he continued to love her and felt hopeful that they would be together.















