You will need to bathe your dreaming body in blood, and weave a robe of moonlight and starlight. There, boredom and pettiness evaporate and the pale hounds forget to measure themselves with their ferocity, even joyful days are eclipsed. Fulfilled childhood dreams are not enough to get rid of loneliness. I believe in love without reason, without words, only with passion. Innocence rushes from the immortal to the ephemeral. This fleeting eternity, your smile, which died so quietly, it all remains in my heart.