There were no clouds in the sky, and the sky was like a deep sea. The white gauze danced slowly with the breeze. White doves flew past the window, and their white feathers slowly floated down. Two young people, as beautiful as elves in fairy tales, sat in a courtyard full of wild roses, looking up at the sky, or at the white feathers, until the feathers fell into the courtyard. A sigh, indescribable desolation.