And the words she longs to hear, those very words he never utters remain in the depths of the unfathomable abyss. Yearningly, she searches the abyss - "And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. (Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil, Aphorism 146)" - and carelessly, she gets lost in it herself. The stars above do their joyful dance, and she calls out to them, but they do not hear her. She then wonders to herself. Do his thoughts really echo hers? Maybe it’s just too good to be true. Maybe the mirror does play tricks on ones eyes. For it was only but a glimpse.