A man walks barefoot along a forest path under the crimson rays of the setting sun. The spring wind plays its symphony, plucking the leaves of tired trees like strings. The strange creatures that live in this forest follow a person, swimming through the thickets, like ghosts between the walls of an ancient castle. But they don't bother her at all. She continues on her way despite their presence. A slight smile on his face greeted the miracle he had seen with his eyes. The moon replaced the sun on guard.
The meadow at the edge of the forest was flooded with a brilliant blue glow. A few more steps on the grass, and now a man is standing facing the door in the middle of the lawn. She looks around and sees that the forest dwellers have lined up behind her not far away. They are watching with interest what will happen next. A few more seconds, and the door opened. The bright white light that emerged from them dissolved the man in himself. The next moment the door closed and turned into ashes. The forest fell asleep, and the man's eyes opened.