The notes were born on her breath, and they died at her lips.

“20 minutes later: a girl on Himmel Street. She looks up. She speaks in whisper.…”

“For now, the idea was enough. It was indestructible. Transforming it into reali…”

“She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment tha…”

“Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or to forget? Do we spend most …”