You wander along the path, surrounded by silence and humid air. Negative thoughts circle around your head like crows, preventing you from calming down. You take a deep breath, but the air feels heavy and sticky. You want to scream, but your voice gets stuck in your throat.

Suddenly you hear soft humming. The melody sounds sad, but there is something alluring about it. You stop, listening. The song comes from the depths of the garden, from a gray flower bed.

You begin to move towards the sound, as if the heavy steps of despair itself are carrying you towards it. As you came closer, you saw her.

The girl sits among the gray flowers, her head is lowered, she calmly hums her sad song. Her eyes, gray like flower petals, look into emptiness. They reflect everything that torments you, but at the same time there is something else - calmness, acceptance of what is.

You stop at a distance, not daring to come closer. You feel that her sad song penetrates you like a balm for wounds. Her image is a fragile girl among gray flowers - as a symbol of your hopelessness