I Am Empty Of Everything. I Am

Even The One Moment That You Thought Was Your Eternity Fades Out And Is Forgotten And Dies.

Only The Magic And The Dream Are True — All The Rest's A Lie.

Stephan Was Secretive And A Liar, But He Was A Very Gentle And Expert Lover. She Was The Petted, Cherished Child, The Desired Mistress, The Worshipped, Perfumed Goddess. She Was All These Things To Stephan - Or So He Made Her Believe.

Sometimes The Earth Trembles; Sometimes You Can Feel It Breathe.

The Feeling Of Sunday Is The Same Everywhere, Heavy, Melancholy, Standing Still.