OLIVER: "These flames, the heat, it feels like home, don’t you reckon?"
EMM: "And do you really think it would be helpful? Maybe we could light a bigger fire!"
OLIVER: "I'm talking about this feeling, something within. And you, when was the last time you felt this way?"
EMM: "I’m not following you, what do you mean?"
OLIVER: "You know...there is nothing left of what we had, of our lives. Every dusk and every dawn, just you me and Aiden. It doesn’t matter where we'll be or what will happen, ‘til this fire keeps on burning, we will be warm, just like before."
EMM: "Ehm, I don’t know, I forgot, I’m cold, I’m freezing and I can’t think about anything else. Why don’t you check if the wood is still damp? We should rather start thinking on how to outlive the night and shake off this cold from inside, because it hurts."
EMM: "I feel better already . I was starting to think that the wood would never have dried."
OLIVER: "You just need some faith, like Aiden, look at him. Since everything changed, he followed us everywhere, even when we didn’t know where we were going. He doesn’t know what’s going on, or maybe he knew it even before us, but in spite of everything, he keeps on following us and he’ll continue to do so, because he trusts us."
EMM: "It’s true, you’re right. We don’t have to give up to the idea that things could only go for the worse."
OLIVER: "You know, thinking about all these things, of us two, the cold, I remembered something. Have you ever heard about the Porcupine Dilemma?"
EMM: "No, never. Is it a story?"
OLIVER: "Something like that."
EMM: "So why don’t tell me about it."
EMM: "It’s weird, even though I know this isn’t our story, I can’t help but think that we share their same destiny and that soon our end will come."
OLIVER: "It will, that’s for sure, but we can choose the path that leads to it."
EMM: "And you should be the one comforting me? Weren’t you the one that told me to never lose faith?"
OLIVER: "Don’t think I don’t share your same fears Emm. I’m just trying to feel alive before this darkness will overcome our souls."
EMM: "I know and I appreciate it Oliver. How about this time I tell you something? You think that in the end, darkness will be the only thing that we’ll see, but I’m sure that our glimmer of light will guide our way, wherever we will be."
OLIVER: "Memories are quite odd. They make you feel like you’re not alone, but sometimes they make you drown in the deepest abyss."
EMM: "I know, but even though her memories were painful, without them, she could have never reached out to him."
OLIVER: "Do you really think it’s worth it? Spending all your life trying to chase someone that your hands will never be able to touch."
EMM: "You forget that everyone looks for something to hold on to, to not give up the ghost. Oliver, why are your eyes glistening? Did I say something wrong?"
OLIVER: "Aiden...he left."
EMM: "What?! Aiden! Aiden! Where are you?!"
OLIVER: "Calling his name is useless, Aiden left this fire forever."
EMM: "What are you talking about? It’s impossible. He can’t be gone."
OLIVER: "Do you know why I decided to call him Aiden when we met him?"
OLIVER: "It means small fire, like the one that kept us together every night. And every night, until the wind will keep blowing, it will echo his name, for eternity."
EMM: "I wish your words could reach out to Aiden, wherever he is. I miss him already."
OLIVER: "You’re not the only one. The void he left, you can feel it, it’s excruciating I know. Everyone left now..Aiden..those who once were part of our lives, those who gave meaning to it."
EMM: "We’re not that lucky to be the last ones standing. It would have been better if we left sooner, when the light of the sun glimmered through the trees and the sound of the waves nurtured our days. But now, everything seems to be falling apart. We’re the last glare, the last moment of eternity and after- after no story will ever be told. I only have you Oliver, you’ll be the last person my eyes will see, the last voice I’ll hear, and the last person to share my journey with. But now I’m tired. I’m scared. I’m too scared to see you disappearing too in this everlasting night. I think that, deep down, my heart doesn’t want to accept the idea of letting you go. Of being alone staring at the fire. And I ask myself if I’ll have the strength to not let it put out. I wish I could only open my eyes and realize all this isn’t real. I wish I could wake up and start loving again."
(TODAY, OUR LAST DAY ON EARTH)
OLIVER: "Goodbyes are like the end of a journey, you can only look back, hold on to your memories, whether you want it or not, whether you cry or you feel sorrow, never let them go. They will follow you forever, and they will knock on your door, and they will keep you awake, stealing your sleep. When you separate from someone you love, when you're robbed of your chance of sharing every single moment with them and you're on your own. In that moment, you truly realize how much it all meant. But doesn't it always happen after things like this, that you begin to appreciate what you really have? Maybe it's thanks to goodbyes that we learn how to become better people. And you Emm, you have nothing to worry about, because I, I'll never leave your side, and if this is a dream, I'll stay with you, 'til the end."
EMM: "It’s not fair. I should have met you before all of this happened. We would have had more time for us, more time to tell more stories. Yet, I feel like I’ve known you forever. I’ve been thinking about this for a while but I can’t recall the moment in which we’ve met. The moment in which Aiden decided to follow us. My memories are blurry and my thoughts are confused. It almost seems like all of this…"
OLIVER: "The fire! The fire is dying out!
EMM: "Hurry up! Try putting more wood!"
OLIVER: "I’m trying but it’s useless. It’s totally useless!
EMM: "No, no, please! It can’t be happening. It can’t be happening for real!"
OLIVER: "Emm come closer! It’s getting darker!"
EMM: "I can’t see you anymore. I can’t see anything! Help me! Oliver! Oliveeeeeer!"
EMM: "...Oliver..Where are you?"
THE PORCUPINE DILEMMA
On a cold day in winter,
Some porcupines huddled together for warmth,
But as they began to prick one another with their quills,
They were obliged to disperse.
However the cold drove them together again,
When just the same thing happened.
The porcupines chose to be distant from each other,
But two of them decided to stay close.
They were so close that could feel the breath on their neck,
So close that could feel the heart under their skin,
So close that could feel the blood slowly flow on their body,
And it was pleasant,
It was warm.
When the dawn came, they were perished.
All the other porcupines continued to survive,
Struggling between cold, suffer and pain,
Looking for a bit of relief.
But in the end, they all fade away by the winter's gale.
But among them, who really knew happiness?
THE GIRL WHO TRAVELLED THE WORLD
I can't rest yet,
There's still someone I don't wanna forget,
So I'll spend my time here,
I'll spend my time here for a while waiting for.
I was afraid and I always pretended to follow you closely,
When truth is,
I was already scared to death following in your footsteps.
No more sorrow, no more pain,
Like being swept up in a storm,
You can only surrender and let yourself be carried away.
You were the sun-kissed leaf,
I was the root hidden in darkness
And your shadow like a secret poisoned needle sewed my path.
They say everything has already been formed that is destined to become ashes,
But I will cross over mountains and seas,
Overcoming infinite horizons to hold your memory.
And through this long and winding path, I'll become,
Here's shapes, here's colours, here's humans.
Weak mortals, chained to the earth.
Creatures of clay as frail as the foliage of the woods.
Unfortunate race, whose life is but of darkness,
As unreal as a shadow,
The illusion of a dream.
They were making a fool of him.
His wings were crooked, out of control,
He was down.
Those sailor men were screaming and laughing,
He was imprisoned.
Struggling to escape from the waves that had tied him down,
Like those mariners floating over and over on their tiny boat,
On an infinite ocean.
He was exhausted.
Only one of the sailors seemed moved by this sight,
He was tenderly watching the last breath of a long journey.
For a moment the eyes of the mariner
And those of the tired animal met.
The look of a friend you know you will never see again,
Just rest now and soon you'll be fine, thought the young man.
Before the sea swallowed him,
The mariner saw the bird almost whispering to him.
Those last words are still floating upon the morning breeze,
Still whispering to the willing creatures.
Those words give wings to the mind and make men soar to heaven.
As I fall, the wind will carry me on.
We can’t be together, forever, I know,
It would be beautiful but you’re too scared to get used to it.
One day you’ll be alone.
It’s too hard to accept. Too sad to bear, because,
The happiness of tomorrow daydreams to forget the unhappiness of today
And when this moment arrives, it’s hard to gather the strengh to start over on your own.
I would have rather been this way from the start,
For being forgotten, is worst than dying.
If I were the sky and you were the earth, divided by nature
I would let the rain fall on you so that it could keep us close, eternally.
I would let every single drop echo the sound of our words,
I would let the rain fall relentless.
But the only thing soaking the earth, are my tears
And if I keep crying it means that my body surrendered to my heart.
There is nothing left to do,
Nothing that could keep you close,
Nothing could ever make me live through that thing we called love.