“My dear friend, it has been a while…how is it going?” said Ligia and turn her glance to the old grey wizard…

The wizard smiled while taking a few steps closer to her and then replied:

“Nothing has changed over these past centuries, and the dreams we all know are repeating themselves…*

Ligia smiled and then asked “Is there anything else besides our dreams?”

The wizard answered

“Many things my dear, but we must truly find them, deep inside ourselves… and here, my magic cannot help!”

He smiled back to Ligia and vanished into the sunlight.

A3, pencil drawing.