Everything is moved by love.

“If the halls of the Hermitage should suddenly go mad, if the paintings of all s…”

“Where to start?Everything cracks and shakes,The air trembles with similes,No on…”

“Take from my palms, to soothe your heart,a little honey, a little sun,in obedie…”

“My turn shall also come:I sense the spreading of a wing.”