I carefully slide Sarenity into the basket beside me and pull the blanket over the two f us. Then I lick her face and nuzzle her nose with mine. Looking out the window feeling the cold touch of steel around my neck, I may no longer be a prisoner, but I am still an outcast. Feeling to weak to stand let alone move I slide into the basket again and fall asleep. As my eyes close I begin to cry like never before. Sea of tears pour from my silent form as I let the world know how I feel.