I was walking alone in the middle of the surroundings of the hotel while the weather was so beautiful – the clear blue sky and patches of white clouds in it took you to the other side of the world, where you feel free of everything and can breathe the fresh air. Where you think the best place in this world you can be in and you want to stay there forever.

I thought, “I wish it would never end.” The way I was there, the way I was feeling – wonderful, everything was wonderful.

I looked around – everything was beautiful. It was all flowers and trees as far as your eyes could see. The building of the tower was so artistic and allured every individual’s eyes – a fantastic combination of harsh concrete and smooth nature.

I was totally overwhelmed with my feelings, the feelings that were in my hands. It was completely in my control; I could take them with me to the end of the world and nobody could stop me.

Nobody was in the area – it was just me, the tower and nature, but suddenly I heard somebody’s steps behind me. It wasn’t usual steps; I felt it was different – as if I knew it, a familiar one. I didn’t want to look back. I kept on going normally, but I knew the steps were coming after me; they were chasing me. I felt strange. Now I could feel whose steps they were. It was him – I was sure. How could I get assured it was him? But I had no doubt it was him after me. My feeling was telling me I was right. He was walking in a way as if he wanted to tell me something by his steps. I told him thousands times that he should not have come after me but he comes again.

I slowed my speed in my steps; I wanted him to pass by me – it was the only thing I could do to show I was normal but he slowed down his speed too. I pierced myself into my jacket and stretched my shoulders up to my face.

I thought, “If I go to the end of the world, he would come after me.”

I stepped more slowly in a way I was looking at the flowers by my passing side, but his steps became as lowly as me. It was clear he didn’t want to talk and I didn’t want too. Both preferred that silence. It seemed it was so much better because if we talked we would ruin that entire peaceful atmosphere. I could completely feel he was behind me taking his every step along with mine. It was as if we were walking side by side, but how long could it be kept on?

But suddenly I changed my decision and speeded up my steps. I stepped so fast and he was still after me with the same speed as mine. It was becoming dark and I really wanted to do something. Faster and faster I was taking bigger steps – it was becoming like strides and all of a sudden I decided to stop walking. I was turning to look back that he passed by me and stopped walking. It was him. He turned round and looked at me. We were looking at each other face to face for moments in the rays of the twilight that surrounded us. Now this time it was the wind that speeded up and moved our hair smoothly in the air.

There was no need to talk. We said everything in our steps.

As I was looking at him the rays of the twilight became stronger, so strong that irritated my eyes and I couldn’t see well. After moments later he wasn’t there – he left. It was just the tower, nature and twilight.■