“Eternity, that lasts for an instant. Names and faces, already forgotten, are alive and well only in old photographs. And voices, so close, now only can be heard from afar. Everything went, shot past, slipped through our fingers. Our fates, once entangled, now are strictly parallel. Our step will quiet like the noise quiets after the bell rang in the school hallway. Others will come to our place, and this cannot be changed... But still, we were there, remember?”