Around us it was created a floating atmosphere, and it was falling the silence. We could just listen to the river sound that was running endless.
I was collecting all the thoughts to begin to speak.
For a little bit, it seemed we hadn’t breathe.
I have shake my head then I stared you more deeply that I could, and I began.
“Since you went in that bar, since we have shared the first glances something in me… in you, has changed. One of the nights when I returned in my apartment I’ve done a strange dream. I’ve dreamt THIS shack, with you inside, as we are now. In my dream you was with your some of your friends and you was singing. I was, there” – I have indicated a precise point of the shack – “And then when you have finished, you have called me and you have presented me to your friends.”
You was looking at me stunned. I could felt my heart beating as a train.
Everything seemed so absurd, that I had could see a thing that then it would become true later: now and in Our Parallel World.
Even me, I didn’t wanted believed it. You have sighed: slowly you have took my hand, and you have putted it on your chest… inside the shirt… Your glance became deeper.
I have continued: “When I saw it here i was remained breathless: it has been like a flashback.”
You was keeping my hand on your chest, and in a thread of voice you have said me: “That’s true… when I was younger I have passed much time here to sing to have fun with my friends… .”
I was going crazy; once again my witch powers had right.
We were dazed.
In our eyes there was the most great love that we could have felt.
If we hadn’t kissed us, maybe we would been going crazy.
Slowly, and silently the Markùts were enter in the shack.”