His eyes fell on the vase on the desk in front of him. The vase was empty, empty for the first time in years on his birthday. He was stunned for a moment: he felt as if an invisible door suddenly opened, and gusts of cold wind blew from another world into his quiet house. He felt a death, he felt an immortal love: for a moment he felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, and he thought of the invisible woman, incorporeal, full of passion, like distant music.
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