The Relieved Awareness

Shadows slipped to and fro. Their form is like an angel of death who is reluctant to leave a creature breathing alive. Their voice was like a rustling wind, in tune with the bodily movements of the image.

The silhouette of a man and woman seemed to stand in the middle of the siege, standing and facing each other, as if nothing was more important than that. Their lips move like they are talking.

The gray image slowly faded into a haze that blurred vision. The sound of laughter suddenly boomed, cre