There is always a dark turn. You do not talk about it, you try to forget all about it. And so was I. I breathed it all in as I walked next all those magic. I swung around, I danced. I was so happy, for so long. At the one moment, I start to think when the tide will turn. When all this disappears, when I will wake up. And yes, it did happen. Suddenly the path made turn, and I walked in the dark passage, completely cover by tree benches.