Nostalgia
Bill and his friends were sitting in a field, under a tree whose leaves seemed to be part of a sheer voile dress, and under the influence of the wind, they moved so gently and smoothly that the mood itself underneath the shade of the leaves became softer. And he's a gentle masochist. He steps into the Lady’s edenic aura with all his pain, and his yada yada. Yes, he’s a real masochist–he felt terrible pain when upon realizing that this green Lady was all alone, despite her damn beauty, the lady was still alone. How many years had she been like this? The only thing she was happy about was being in the sun, in the warmth. But at the same time with a slight chill that came with the wind. They all lay together at the lady's feet, but they did not feel humiliated. They just enjoyed the moment, because it's not every day they can all be together, listen to the same music, the words of which they all already know by heart, but it still doesn't bother, because thanks to this music they have united. They were looking at the sky, where each cloud had its own shape and history. The clouds were like the same cotton candy from their distant childhood, when they still did not know what real problems were. They cried only because of their battered toys. Ehhh…They could have brought a blanket with them, but they loved just lying on the grass. Maybe sometimes it's unpleasant, but it's the only thing that can remind them of their feelings from childhood. From time to time, leaves fell from the branches, but this did not bring sadness. Because you understand that after a while a new leaf may grow. Butterflies flew from one flower to another, beautifully flapping their untouched and innocent wings. Bill was just as innocent once. Maybe all this can cause sad nostalgia, but they were happy. As if this field is a separate island,they seem to have separated from the world.They would call this island “Vie”,they loved to call each other that way in childhood… Eh…. There were also bees, but there was harmony between them and butterflies. They both loved flowers, but they were not at enmity. This is the harmony that people dream of. Bill watched it with pleasure, because when he returns to the city, it will become impossible to see. Maybe in the future they will no longer be together, maybe time will separate them like shores. Have you seen Bill before? And now? He has the same smile as before. He glows for no reason,like the sun. It glows,warming everyone, but at the same time receives nothing in return. But this smile is not eternal. When he leaves this isle,anxiety and cashlessness will be displayed on his face. Maybe this euphoria will really end? Is it worth living after that? But the smell coming from the tree, from the grass and the atmosphere itself do not allow them to think about it. The most important thing at the moment is that they are all together, lying at the lady's feet and just listening to already boring music.They’re together, forever and ever…(Vie,stay with me…)
(Epilogue: Young Forever)
