At the turn of May / June 2021, I went for a walk through the city, as I had nothing to do. I decided to go and see the manor house, what it looks like when it's completely finished. The journey didn't take long and in less than fifteen minutes I saw the manor. I came to the main entrance and read the information board for a while. Meanwhile, curious people passed me and headed straight for the manor. I looked up at the main entrance and saw the caretaker and guide of Diana explaining something to the visitors. The manor is visited in groups. However, I was not interested in this show. I already know almost every corner of the manor's interiors. The sun was too hot on to stay here longer, so I went up to the main entrance. Visitors and Diana were already in the mansion for a day. I leaned against the white brick railing. I dreamed a little and when I read, I was seized by inner sorrow. In front of me was the courtyard, where we stood embraced with Amata at night. I realized that all the memories are still very much alive in me, that I may have made the mistake of coming here. I stood motionless, and Amatha's voice came to my mind as he spoke to me and told me various situations from his life. None of these visitors or tourists have any idea what was happening here until recently. The renovation work was completed on time, as it was already possible to work at night. Amata apparently found her room and went to the other side to see her loved ones. She never showed up in this mansion again. Suddenly the sun was obscured by heavy black clouds. A strong wind blew and the dust rose from the ground like a demon coming from hell. I was shivered by the cold and ran down the winding bridge towards the courtyard. I stopped in the middle of the courtyard and I was terribly cold. I looked up at the heavy clouds, from which it began to rain cold heavy rain.
I felt the touch of two icy palms on my cheeks. It was a thank you from heaven.