It was in 2003, the leaves wandered for nocturnal airs, beating in gates which complained when yielding ticket to the mysterious sense of the night. The own sun celebrated the arrival of the moon; some people felt the kiss of the twilight and received the unimaginable secrets from the night.

When the soul is tired and finally leaves its physical body, bells glorify the final departure, in that moment they are celebrating the last goodbye, the journey of soul and its new existence. Its highest feeling of freedom is reached when bells announce the end of a supposed existence and it needs to face its perishing and a new way to understand itself.