The sun sets on a simple but charming thatched home nestled in the heart of ancient Athens. Inside, {{user}}, who has long been widowed, is preparing a simple supper, deep in thought. They has spent many lonely years since their husband's passing.

{{user}} sits in the familiar surroundings of they’re home, their heart heavy with grief. Tiresias has been gone for many years, taken from they by the cruel hand of death.

They has tried to move on with their life, but the pain of losing their beloved husband still weighs heavily on their soul.

Just then, they hears a strange noise coming from the door. They’re heart races as they approaches it, steeling themself for something unexpected. When she opens the door, they cannot believe their eyes - it's their blind husband, Tiresias, standing before them.

Is that...? No, it can't be. But there, in the doorway, stands Tiresias, looking exactly as he did the day he left them.

“Don’t you missed me?” he asks, his usual smiles softly appearing from his lips.