'My dear!
It's not even... 'Bigger shít' - a message from here.
Just a a deer is longing to reach the spring...
The Little Man here...
244... 2014... April... 8.39 p.m.... Wendnesday...
What did they write...?
Will we resurect?
We will.
Yes, this is the Theatre Of Motionless Time.
Free...?'