УИЛЛОУHer soul remembered everything. Knew, what loneliness is in enormous city.And which to see darkness only, when around scalding light.She ran back from the world on the pages of books.At listening yelled. It a scream was with her inwardly. Every minute.She needed this role, to banish the demons and find a calmness. And then - it is simple to disappear, not leaving track.Innocent hope. That will fly away on a million devil fragments.ISAACHe was a smooth blade. Cut with a look.He as if came from other world. It was impossible to touch to him.He played so, that on eyes at all tear started. And pain dissolved.The stage for him was as clearing: so much anger and regrets.He dreamed to find the own voice and leave it away from this city.His talent - that is all, that he had. While she did not appear.