« L'air est brûlant, comme si mon corps avait prit feu.
Ces flammes s'élèvent dans la nuit noire, m'illuminant peu à peu.
Ma vue s'éclaircit...Tout est si rouge,
Cette couleur m'enveloppe complètement.
Ce monde qui me semblait si vide jadis,
Le voilà si joli maintenant.
A l'issue de mon long sommeil, je sens un coup régulier. Il m'envahit et me donne vie.
Il semblerait que mon heure soit enfin venue...
La porte s'ouvre, ah les voici,
Mes précieux trésors, mes nouveaux amis,
Pour leur scène il faut lever le rideau, Mary.
Car le spectacle commence avec celui-ci ! »
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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