дениз милани

r hours, or even a day before he returns. The dark clouds do not yield, so there is no sun to shine. Everything is enveloped in endless night. Then there are all, without distracting game or book, no way to escape, the storms are strong and there is a masochist who dares to challenge them, "caught in an intense darkness to the sound of rain and that box of broken music. In those days no smiles, no one seeks happiness, no one takes advantage of the wrong night to play hide and seek. No, stay there in silence, listening intently and remember moments that prefer to forget.

In those days, everything fades into darkness.