Year of the Roses

Floral Season

Bynin Village

Altsas

Isla

THE WORLD FREEZES. I'm consumed by something strong, something strange. It's happiness. It's shock. It's tension. It's tears.

And I start to cry. I cry so hard it comes out in choking gasps. The woman appears at my side instantly and rubs my shoulders, concern mares her face. "What's the matter? Did you know her?"

I nod, my face is dredged by the salty waterfall from my stinging eyes. ...