Another life

The heroes of the stories are doomed to love, a bizarre, unexpected love, a love that goes against the grain, a love that rises above and does not fall. And this is not just love for each other. This is love for the time and space in which you find yourself, for the world that you cherish, like fragile and delicate porcelain, for the smallest twig, the tiniest leaf, more precious than gold. Authenticity for them is the greatest and most precious treasure. Because, truly, there is nothing more valuable than understanding the nature of the loneliness of the one who is next to you, daring to throw off the heavy shoes that prevent you from living and breathing, catching your gaze on the silhouette of a little boy, meeting someone who has not been mentioned since growing up. And the reward will be real snow from the real sky, even if it is not entirely useful, but in love, happiness weighs more than benefit.