In the same garden, they have sat among the flowers.

Lucy: Now that I see them from up close I thought…

Olga: What did you think?

Lucy: They are not like this by chance …

Olga: What do you mean?

Lucy: They seem like teardrops.

Olga: But didn’t you say that they look like humans?

Lucy: One doesn’t contradict the other.

Olga: They are humans crying…

Lucy: I don’t know if it‘s them.

Olga: I don’t understand you.

Lucy: Someone else cried…

Olga: Why?

Lucy: Because he saw destiny.

Olga: Who cried for us?

Lucy: He himself…

Olga: You will tell me, who else…

Lucy: The others left us in our poverty.

Olga: And beauty was what we were left with.

Lucy: Since only this will save the world.

Olga: And us?

Lucy: Look around you, what do you see?

Olga: The yellow flowers, what else?

Lucy: They are the teardrops of the golden head.