poetička duša ne može bez poezije. tu se nalazim. tu se gubim. poezija jedne petnaestogodišnjakinje; poslije tebe.

"...Listen, I don't know who you are, or how you're managing to live in this God forsaken place, but I need your help. One last time before we part. ..." After he parted with a man who just saved his life, Dhael continues his journey back to his birthplace, the village of Bronn. Things have changed since the last time he was there. In spite of his effort, he couldn't run away from his past. Decisions he made before have left a greasy stain, leaving one question unanswered - 'Who is in possession of an eraser?'