...blood, coffe and milk...

Stage from the story of the sister

The drop of blood in the coffee with milk.

"My heart has fallen asleep, and you have drowned our love in blood… At us only one minute - and then again with the weapon we shall rush to fight… At us there is no future, only the past … We any more do not belong each other… But I thank Destiny that we have this minute… come what may, but now you with me… let it will be prolonged eternally…"

Drawing by eternal-sansara