Balance; something which has always been since the dawn of time. In all things right and wrong, good and bad. Balance which is always there be it right or wrong. Mistakes are there too... But still eventually there is balance. Emotions which play alongside our lives drawing us ever near; either right or wrong. Depending on who we are? What our hearts and souls swing towards. Not all of us the same. Some would be deemed fodder for the damned and others... Well you can guess. But either would be nothing without the other; it is balance. The skeletons and souls of others always traipsing alongside, sitting where they would. All had them the good and the bad. Or so it was made. For without balance there is nothing. But sometimes the balance is swung heavier to one side and things change, as we all change with time and not a little effort. Sometimes it’s natural and what we want and other times it is forced and comes after a great battle or loss but wither way it is who we become. Whether it be the right or wrong thing, balance is always required. Just as with love there is hate. Annalise was a woman who was about to find her life explode into something that she no longer recognised and had no balance, that was hers to bring. And she didn’t want it. But there was one thing; or one being she did want. He saved me! But for what? What is my life to become? What of my life?