Life. Death. Love. Cold. A vile, opposite cold. I hate him. A wind. A strong ice wind. I hate it him. I cost, having muffled from a head up to legs, and it is all the same cold. Green. Well, at last. I go. Features! Again this wind! Directly to face. Yes when it will end? Bright light sideways. Squeal of brakes. I have not time to turn at all. Deaf impact. The further is remembered hardly. I remember, how fell. I remember, how has realized, that I lay on road. A pain. An intolerable, intolerable pain. I hate her (something I "hate" for one day too much). I do not wish to die now! I do not want in such cold! - it is carried by in a head. - And anybody to ask you and will not be! Someone's metal voice reaches with a side. I have not time even to be surprised. I hear one more voice. Soft, gentle, absolutely opposite to the first: - You will not dare! SHe should live! - From what way? - There is a Contract! She loves! It that they about me? With each minute all becomes worse. I any more on road. But where? Around darkly. Emptiness. Can, I have already died? I try to turn aside speaking. It is impossible. Second. A sharp pain in heart. As if impact by a current. Even a second. I see any people. Still an instant. Around again this frightening emptiness. Dialogue proceeds. - She cannot love! He does not trust! She it repeats all time! You heard! The ice voice rings in ears. - But you have selected at Her love! - I did not select. I have simply shown, what shecan be. Again I try to turn. It starts to turn out a little. It is a little more … Again the category … People in white (doctors, probably) … And again emptiness … Demon and the Angel continue the conversation. - You are rigid! Why to her? - Not only to her,you know! - You specially … - Think, how you know! - All the same she loves. Simply does not speak about this. - You say lies! … … Again a sharp pain … Again emptiness … I so long shall not stretch the Category … - And he loves her! You break the Contract! The Angel does not surrender. - SHe does not love! All is solved. SHe will die. He?.. Loves? Before eyes for an instant there is a guy with devil in opinion of … I start to understand, about whom they spoke. I love?.. Yes … YES, devil take it, I love! I try to speak. It is impossible … … the Category.. Yes how many it is possible already?.. Emptiness … Anybody any more does not speak. The Angel sadly sighs. The Demon cheerfully grins. All is solved … No! So it is not correct! Stand! - I love! I do not know, forces on shout whence have undertaken. Instant. Both of them look in surprise. Still an instant. A white ceiling. Little bit scared faces of doctors … the Pain. Weariness … Again darkness. But already another. Not such frightening … In 7 hours I shall wake up in hospital. Alive and safe. Same what was. Well, almost. I again shall believe in love. Because of her I have had an opportunity again to live. All is correct. The contract is not broken. Who trusts lives. Who loves should not die. (IF YOU LIKE THIS PHOTO THAT YOU CAN DOWNLOAD ITS FULL VERSION FROM HERE "Sunrise 420KB")
