Chapter 48. Elizabeth's dream

The dripping of a water faucet badly closed flooded the entire room, you could even say that the sound could reach upstairs, the silence was something that favored him quite, everything was in total calm. The soft breeze made one of the plants in the garden gently hit the window that overlooked the living room where I was sitting. 

It was a place that looked somewhat familiar, but a part of me was aware that I had never been there before, at least not in the same way as I was now. On one of the walls of that large room there was a painting that rested there, it was somewhat strange, it had pink colors in different tones, but there was not a completely defined figure, it could be interpreted in several ways depending on the way one looked at it, what I saw was as if the painting was about insects, I could not distinguish it well.