Volodya is sitting under a willow tree and stroking Yura's head, fingering his unruly hair while he smiles, resting his head on his lap. This is their last day together. Tomorrow there will be a farewell bonfire and Yura and Volodya will leave for different cities. Because of these thoughts, Volodya's chest aches and his nose stings. The moonlight reflects beautifully from the water and plays with pale spots on the face of a contented Yura