I think of the many other times that have floated on the stream of life and love and death, and how those times have been forgotten, and I feel that I am leaving this world behind.
The world is free.
—Rabindranath Tagore
After sin, until the end, they finally found out what they had gained and what they had lost, everything about life, death and love.
Those cold, dark love and hate, crime and punishment are buried in the corner of death by the dust of time.