No one showed him the way, yet he managed to get through the waste of absolute nothingness. He had neither fear nor despair. All alone in the darkness he stood and glared at the luminous coral floating in its pitch-black quiet crib.

A shade of the deep-blue ice turning to pearly white at the edge. The freeze breath of eternity among glowing speckling of cerulean stars. Their cunning glint reminded of that light ringing of long forgotten dreams which made him take one reluctant step after another.

The time has come. The twilight shadows closed around leaving no other way but to the shining rose in front of him. It time. Time to forget and let go of all the bittersweet memories he has collected during his journey.

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Once he got closer to the jade-leaved bush, his mind was immediately carried away with the flow of delicate fragrance. Cool spring strands of velvet leaves slipped through his fingers and left cold sparks of royal-blue blood on his hands.

The fog disappeared and that seemed to be such a weight off his mind. Off he went, a new vessel for a young wine of life. But a thin golden thread of his memories already got weaved into an intricate pattern of his previous transformations.