‘I walk this snow. I know this forest, I’ve been there once… The oak, the lake..
Teller… let me know if you’re here… Teller. Don’t be silent, I know you hear me.’
He is standing right before her looking at her. He touches her hair and strokes her shoulder.
She is no longer afraid. She smiles and embraces him kindly. Teller…
“Dear Teller,
let me know if you are here. I need to talk to you.”
She closed her diary. ‘No more writing for today. I’m tired…’
Snowball on her table glows in moonlight. Snow lies still covering fake ground under a fake Christmas tree.
Kaija checked her mail box and sighed. She feels that tears are slowly falling down on her pillow. Cold and bitter they’re running down her cheeks.
She looked through the window and saw pale dark sky covered with clouds. Sometimes you can see tiny stars shining with their shy smiles or sparkling with their silver tears.
‘2 am… I have to get some sleep.Even we should sleep sometimes. But it never helps with deep heart pain.’
Kaija closed her eyes and thought of him.
“More than everything in this world I wish now… you were here.”
Dreamland of this night is white. Snow lies all around. It covered the roofs, the trees, the field behind her house… Everything is bright white only the sky is dark. Dark and unreal… like in her snowball. Everything looks so unreal.
‘No stars, but sky is clear. That’s interesting…’ — thought she looking at the sky.
— It’s glass. You’re in the snowball. — said the voice behind her. Teller appears from the shadow of an old oak. — Don’t run away. Don’t try to. You’re locked here. Like I am.
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