Twin peaks,is there any more melancholic accents ? So perfectly suited to certain moods..The longing and the absence, the departed, the cold, snow and gloom...Josephine walks alone in the mountains, the wind roaring, night falling and the immense solitude of the icy space...There is no looking back, 'les jeux sont faits, rien ne va plus !' Josephine had placed her bet and lost. Everything. Nothing to retain, not a memory, not a story. Walk and ascend towards the ultimate peak of desolation, walk and ascend towards your ultimate goal : death. alone in the snow.
That is how the story ends.
Bonsoir Mesdames, Bonsoir, Messieurs, This is it.
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