Character: Madeleine

Love seems nice, but that's playing with fire - a disastrous game, especially for a man with a wooden heart.

Sometimes we make choices, the consequences of which are not expected.

All the pleasures, all the joys which love bestows, and they sooner or later have to atone for the suffering. And the stronger the love, the harder will be coming payback pain. You know the pain of loneliness, the pain of jealousy, the pain of misunderstanding, the pain of betrayal and injustice. The cold will penetrate you to the bone, your blood will turn into a prickly icicles, you will feel, how they roll under your skin. The mechanism of your heart shatter.

- Whose are these tears? - I ask Madeleine.
My, someone else. Should I cry as I collect the tears into the flask and
keep in the cellar so as to make the cocktails.
- How did you manage so much neplacute?
- When I was young, single embryo in a bad way, which led to
my stomach and stuck at the entrance to the pipe. This caused the internal
bleeding, and since that day I can't have children. And although I am happy that
help to give birth to other women, I shed many tears... But since then,
how do you live with me, I feel better...

Just some girl too long sitting in the nun, and should be tempted to try male affection, as her roof was demolished.

- Who is she to you? A living doll?
- Immortal child.