*Among the maple trees, on a small hill, there is a luxurious house with its own garden and pond. The house was fenced with a high stone fence so that no one could disturb the peace of the owners. On this windless evening, even the birds fell silent, not wanting to disturb the silence and tranquility of this place.

A quiet sigh escaped the scarlet lips of a young woman sitting on the steps leading into the garden. The silence oppressed her.*