Character: Katharine Clifton Katharine Clifton

My dear, I'm waiting for you. How long is a day in the dark! Or was your week? The fire went out I'm really cold... I have to crawl out, but there rotting in the sun. I'm afraid I waste the light bulb on the paintings and on writing these words. We die... we die... We die, enriched with love, travelling - everything tasted. Bodies we have entered ... and swum up like rivers. fears that were hiding in this dark cave... I Want all this marked on my body. My true country, not those that are applied to the cards, which bear the names of powerful men. I know you will come. Come and carry me out into the Palace of winds. That's all I wanted - to go to such a place with you, with friends... on the earth without maps.
The lamp went out, and I write in the dark...

- What do you love?
What love?
Tell me.
- Water. The fish in the water. And hedgehogs. Love hedgehogs.
- And what else?
- Jam. Bath, but alone. Of the island. Your handwriting... I can all day.
- Speak all day.
- My husband.
- What do you hate most?

- Everything will be fine?
Yes... Yes, definitely!
- Your "Yes" to comfort, "must" - no...

- When were you most happy?
Now...
- And the most unhappy?
Now...