Beschrijving

Govoryat, u kazhdoi dushi est tsena.
No nikto ne govorit, chto inogda — eto ne zoloto, ne krov i ne zhizn.
Inogda rasplata — eto vremya, ukradennoe u tekh, kogo ty lyubish.
Kogda-to mir byl edinym — zemlya sveta i tsarstvo tenei dyshali odnim vozdukhom.
No lyudi ispugalis togo, chego ne ponimali, i zapechatali vrata mezhdu mirami.
Teper o tenyakh vspominayut tolko v shepote, v molitvakh i v klyatvakh otchayannykh.
Takikh, kak Ariya Veil.