Silence! He refused to bow his head and sat somewhere between her and the sea. The flames of the fire cast shifting shadows across her face, but... without marring her beauty. In fact, its heat could not dry the tears that softly kissed her cheeks as they died upon the sand, only to join the sea. As she waited for his hand upon her hair, the wind danced wildly through it. The stars watched in sorrow, whispering under their breath, wondering what could have happened to them. And then, stealthily, they would draw close to one another, kiss passionately, and hurriedly take their places again, as if to escape the moon’s scolding gaze. The sea, rocking sleepily in its cradle, opened its eyes a little and... grew sad. Then it raised its waves and commanded them to kiss her feet, as if she were a queen. It rumbled sleepily, then turned over with a sigh: “Ah, love!” Even the sea knew the law of lovers: a tear is wiped away only by the one who causes it, a wound is closed only by the one who opens it, a heart is reawakened only for its other half. He remained silent, and this silence gnawed, gnawed at the soul the way the sea gnaws at the cliffs that hung over its edge. Should he get up...? Again he hesitated. He had hurt her, but his ego was blinding him, like the dark curtain of the night, like the curtain of the world. He broke his pride without mercy and went to her... he fell to his knees and embraced her. Her sobbing reared up as if she had touched a snake, and her chest went mad with its rapid beating. As he was writing her name on the sand, she stood up and left him behind... Her legs were trembling, it felt as if... as if they would betray her, and then she would find herself lying on the sand. Ah, to think what mad strength it takes to turn your back, to leave behind the horizon of love, the true view of life.
He stood there, clutching his hands to his chest, as if trying to say: “Don’t, don’t go.” He had no strength to speak; it felt as if the world were vanishing, slipping away, dissolving... He stared at the footprints she left behind, kissing them with tear-filled eyes, as he searched for those footprints in his soul, as if to keep them from bleeding. But... the moon laughed, the sea sighed, the fire seemed to breathe freely. The stars took up a dance when they saw the girl turn her head, then her body, and run back to him, as if to her only thread of life. A kiss slipped softly over their bodies, as their arms tightened with the strength of the sea. The sea sighed: “Ah, love...” and did not sleep, but thought with regret: “If only I were human too...” The moon winked jealously at the sea, for she reads everything, and the sea smiled as if caught in the act. Silence! Words would be too much.