Her

In the world full of people made of Stardust he founded his own cosmos.
She, she was the breath of his life, the purpose of his soul and the woman of value in his life.
 She, she made 18hrs look like a blink of an eye in which he saw his whole future.
 She, she was his own Library of Alexandria which never saw the flames and stored their little books of memories.
    But maybe, just maybe they met in the wrong dimension, a dimension where their love story was meant to be a classic tragic novel where the lovers were doomed by their own ambitions and wants.
 And soon, soon a day came, Mardi where his Library of Alexandria did see the flames and all that was left was the ashes, reminisce of their memories.
                                             -Divyanshi Jiwnani