29.10.2007 3.00 a.m. - Scritta in un notte insonne e malinconica. Con dedica...

The fog was clearing. Far at the horizon a crimson sun was bursting brighter than ever, fighting to delay the imminent nightfall. And as the last ray of light struggled, green and gloomy over the distant hills, a figure appeared in the distance, seeming to give new strength to the dying sun. I saw it's eyes over the void between us, and I had to look away, because I felt the vision could make my chest burst and tears suddenly cut through my cheeks, glowing in the twilight as they fell at my feet. I knew the name of that figure... I tried to reach out to it uselessly, screaming it's name as it kept on moving further and darkness fell over us shrouding everything in it's cozy numbness. I knew it's name...

I still think of it from time to time, of that lonely figure who's name I knew, even though I had only seen it that one night, for as long as a heartbeat may last. It was near and yet impossible to hang on to, as beautiful things often are. I know my life changed during those few moments... Though I may never see it again, it gave new meaning to what I called "INFINITY" and "SACRED", being more pure but also more powerful and cynical than any GOD may be. I knew it's name... But that is all I have of it now. That name and the memory of it's distant eyes seen in the fading light of a crimson sun that was dying. That's where I've read it's name, in those eyes I will never be able to forget. It read clearly, in fiery letters. It read LOVE.