What dreams do you have in endless space? Where does your soul reside? There is no abyss that would hold us back, because the more the heart freezes, the more it screams for life. Distant stars are eager to show us the way. Don't trust their cold reflection. He's warmer than you think. The closer the soul is to them, the stronger the solar wind. The stream will pick you up with its golden wings and carry you to the land filled with your dreams. Don't let them go. Grasp the intangible feathers. Let the hot light burn your skin, and let your lungs feel no air. You will understand that everything is not in vain when your heart melts. When will your heart melt? Tomorrow, today, or a thousand years ago? Is it so important if there is no time? Is it as scary as what came before? Let the ghosts of the solar winds do what you could not.