This is the story – very dear to my heart – about a girl
with hair black as coal and eyes silent as water, who was haunted every night
by demons which came in form of heavy, strong men’s hands. These dreams were so
powerful, that the girl couldn’t even move, her body seemed to be so heavy and
completely inertial, and eyelids were hard as bone, so she couldn’t ever stop
seeing what was taking place in her body. I met her in the late afternoon on
the 27th of November, and she undressed to show me where it
hurts the most, how dozens of small left behind places glow after they leave
her.
I took her to the Sea where she now dream in peace.