Miracles happen on the other side. There the roads have no end, but the stories have a beginning. Eternal spring lives there and no one knows grief. There is no place for shadow and evil, and happiness does not end. This is what those who have never been on the other side say, and those who have been will never return. There is no one to tell about miracles that instantly turn into horror. There is no one to mention about the inhabitants of the other side, who are friendly and kind until they lure you into their net. They will not remember the missing souls and broken destinies. There is no one to tell about the other side. After all, no one returns from there.