Here you leave today a
nd enter the world
Of yesterday, tomorrow and fantasy.
"I stand and watch the roses. They are the only flowers still blooming, as obscenely red as they were in autumn when I was captured. When I was first moved to my new quarters, I would watch the path through the garden late into the night, expecting to catch a glimpse of Isra, hoping to learn more of the roses' secrets. But after the evening when I told her about the story of the girl and the star, she never came back."