Not a single blink, from the lifeless eyes that gaze the night sky. Fools!, looking for the stars, regardless of their own blindness...
Who spoiled them?
Perhaps, the solitude.
Or...
The infinite sadness of days, hidden somewhere behind those drops of nothingness that flows from them, unremarkably...
Exanimus, they let themselves stay for one more day... Only as a tribute to their heroine-mother.
Maybe it's time to start dying for myself...