Extra - Isaa part III

That night I dreamed about us, about our past, about how we meet… it could be said that I remembered more than 'dreamed' about it, even more because when the next day came the images were still strong and vivid in my mind, making me think of all the things that happened until now, of how life… has a strange way of binding people together, of how destiny is full of ups and downs.

And as I stroked your hair and watched your sleeping face, bitter memories came back to me, as if to say goodbye, in a way to…to let it go, to leave the past where it belongs, far back.

It all began when I was still a little boy, so young and innocent that I didn't realize how my actions would affect me in the future.

I lived in a small village with my father where we planted what we ate and hunted for fur and meat, a place where everybody knew each other by name.

And that's not always a good thing.