"No...!", Emily screamed as she ran through the crowd, walking to the bridge of the plateau, falling on he knees while she stared at what laid beneath the plateau.

She looked at the water which flowed roughly, the waves and the water current, there was no trace of her son, no sudden movement in the water which depicted the survival of her first born son.

"No.!", She said this time, softly and whimpering the words to herself as her eyes began producing tears again. A drop fell from her eyes, watching the drop, she watched as it fell into the water, mixing with the moving water and moving in it....