<p>"The next thing that penetrates my perception is the blue sky above the clouds. Perfect, untainted azure, as if everything was alright, as if nothing could ever break the peace, as if they right in saying that, up here, the sun always shines. But it's just an illusion. For I'm flying East, into the night, and up here the night is even darker."<br><br>Purest silence, the underwater world, travels to distant lands, mirrors: they are both escape ...