The night laughed at my incompetence on the side, but I could only curl up in a corner to find some warmth. But the cold wind that came quietly was reluctant to give me even the last bit of charity.
All the things of the past appeared in the coldness, no! It tore me apart, yes, that sense of powerlessness surrounded me tightly, but so what, I had lost all the beauty, all the beauty that belonged to me...