Amath was also desperate, sniffing everywhere for the slightest trace, but they could never find the island where she was imprisoned, even if they had her right under their noses.

"Amath, I don't know what else to do”

“I won't give up, I never will, but I swear I think I'm going to die of worry," he confessed one night, he had just checked a small deserted island in the middle of the sea.

He stood on the shore, the starry sky above his head, looking out at the vast dark sea, where would his mat