"I can do it. I can save him." I'm saying. I'm here again. Who am I trying to save?
"My Lady, please think this through. If he is meant to survive, then the universe will surely come to his rescue. Please do not get involved." Why are they trying to stop me? Who is he? I can't see his face. Why can't I see his face? It's like there's a dark blurry cloth over his face.
"What if the universe has caused him to be washed upon my shores so I can help him? What if I'm the one meant to save him?" Am I some kind of healer? What could I possibly do that will save a man with these many cuts and bruises?
"You are too kind my lady. And forgive me for saying this, but also too naive. Not everyone is meant to be saved. Sometimes it is alright to just look past some things. Especially when there clearly is a bad omen around it."
