She loved theater.

It was always a great occasion.

She was all there, on the stage...

She used to dance; she visited a drama school...

In her childhood, she appeared on stage with a Moscow theater company.

Still, the living world appealed to her much stronger.

The play of water and light was an expression of her true nature.

But theater had always been waiting for her.

Just a glimpse of her robe, somewhere in the halls?

Nothing but memory.

The theater she loved does not exist any longer.

And she has ceased to exist.