A ghost travels across the other side of Warsaw, carrying memories for two lifetimes.
He just sighed and said, "Nephil, take care!" And then disappeared with the wind.
He looked at the little girl's retreating back and murmured: "Nephil, I like you."
There was a hint of warmth in his cold voice: "Nephil, you have always seen me... And I have always looked at you."
The brown-eyed prince held the girl in his arms and whispered softly: "Nephil, if you don't come back, my heart will be taken away by you..."