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Preface
He and She
- He. Look... There shines the biggest star. I will give it to you. Even if it is virtual - it will burn in your soul, reminding you of me all the time. I want you to know: even when I am not around, this light will remain with you. It will not deceive, will not go out, will not tremble like a candle in the wind. It will be as eternal as my desire to be near you. There's so little of the real in this world, and I want you to be my real star.

- She. God... it's a wonderfully magical starry night. The white, fluffy snow squeaks so crystal-clear. It's like a light, melodious music playing in the clear silence. Every snowflake is like a note, every shadow is like a pause. It's so beautiful! My heart feels like it might burst out of my chest. I can feel this cold burning my cheeks, but inside I'm burning up, as if I were holding a whole sun in my hands. And that sun is you. You, who look up at the stars and promise them to me.

- He. I'll name this star after you. Let it shine and never fade away. Someday, when we're far apart, look up. You'll see it and know that I'm still here. That I'm still thinking about you. That I still hear your laughter and see your green eyes catching the light of these distant worlds. I want to remember this moment forever. Not as a memory, but as a state of being. Like the air you breathe without even noticing it.

 They walked a little further and stopped, looking deeply into each other's radiant eyes. They stood there for an extended period, embracing and kissing. Time ceased to exist. There was no past or future, only this moment stretched into infinity. Then he began to warm her frozen hands and little fingers with his hot breath. And she only smiled mysteriously - green eyes glowed with joy and happiness. Head was spinning, flying high into the clear starry sky, completely dissolving in cloudless dreams. It seemed that the whole world was holding its breath, so as not to scare away this moment.


Prologue
Where you are - there I am,
in the sleeping silence,
in a state of peace,
like the melodies of a choir.
Humbleness has come -
there is no struggle in the soul.
And only the heart asks for prayer,
and everyday life, and truth,
in which there is no need to seek rewards.
And through the glass of the soul, to hold the answers,
and never to squeeze the juice.
 Love's sweet juice -
like a striking current,
that may cast you aside,
and the soul does not wait, does not ask -
it remains silent.
But silence is not an emptiness.
 It is like a well, in which the water
is not for a sip, but for reflection.
You look - and you see not the bottom,
but the sky that fell there.
And in this fall - freedom.
And in this freedom - a question,
which does not need an answer.
Just to be. Just to know. Just to remember,
how the snow smells when the tracks drown in it.


Chapter 1
There are no more games,
and I don't need advice.
There are so many years inside,
like an inner guardian.
And only the distant shore
reminds me of you.
My heart knows
what love means,
and that living blood
still boils.
It's as if it was nurtured in my soul
and bursted out.
That's when it was alive.
But now it's gone,
and it's stopped singing.
But it didn't go away -
it lay in the glass.
And there was silence.

 But in this silence, there was not cold,
but transparency.
It was as if everything that had been said,
everything that had been lived,
had become not words, but light.
And this light didn't require repetition.
It simply existed.
It lay at the bottom of the soul,
like a pebble warmed by the sun,
which no longer warms,
but leaves a memory of warmth.
And you touch this stone -
and you understand that it is still alive.


Chapter 2
I do not seek.
I do not call.
I just know -
you are in that snow,
in that starlight,
in that warmth of hands,
that remember the skin
through the cold and the blizzard.
We were not - we are.
This is the point.
This is the whole
lived path.
There are no more tears -
they went into the glass,
where the souls are light.
And flows through it
not time - light.
The one that was and is.
And will be. No.
Will not be. There is.

It's not a spell.
It's a fact.
One that doesn't need proof.
We didn't meet - we coincided.
Like two waves,
which don't break,
but become one.
And now this water flows not in the river,
but inside me.
I feel its movement -
quiet, smooth,
like the breathing of a sleeping world.
And I don't need to wake up
to know that you are near.


Chapter 3
I remember that night.
Not all - only the moment
when you took my hands in yours.
Your palms were colder than mine,
but I felt the heat.
A strange paradox
which cannot be explained by physics.
It was a heat that comes not from the body,
but from the very presence.
From the fact that you are.
That you stand opposite,
and between us - not air,
but a whole universe,
compressed to one breath.

 And in that breath - everything.
And the stars that you promised me,
and the snow that sang,
and the silence that sounded louder than words.
I did not know then,
that it will not be a memory,
but a measurement.
That I will live inside it,
as inside a room without walls.
And that this room -
is my soul.

 Now I walk barefoot.
The floor = of glass.
Under it - the same light.
I'm not afraid that it will crack.
It already cracked then,
that night,
when we did not say "goodbye".
We just fell silent.
And this silence became the seam
that holds it all together.


Chapter 4
I am closing this book.
Not a memory, but a state inside.
It doesn't demand an answer,
it doesn't ask, "Wait."
Everything is experienced. Everything is measured.
Love is not pain, not sweet poison,
but a passed dimension.,
who doesn't need to look
back.
Go ahead, even more so.
There is only here.
There's only this -
the glass of the soul, in which the light
lies like an eternal coin.
And I don't spend it. I keep it.
Not as a relic - as a body
that breathes. The fire
inside is no longer brave to burn,
but it's not cold either. Warmth
that doesn't heat, but doesn't burn.
And silence. And everything.
And nothing awaits.

 I don't extinguish this light.
I don't ignite it with evil