In front of me I saw Dolores undressed in the room filled by the moonlight. Her hands were put on the piano cover next to the transparent dishes including some stemware. One of the glasses were on the floor broken to the plenty of sparkling shards. Each of them reflected a flare of the moonlight.
She sat to the piano and said me to listen to the melody she wrote.
I've closed my eyes and let the music to fill my mind. As usual I felt it in the deepest parts of my perception but this time my I've got another experience. Instead of a common abstraction a horrible reality expanded in front of my mental eyes. The music was flowing in the waves of a miraculous melody that I can't even reproduce now. It seemed to be created specially for me and I captured something subtle behind this wonderful harmonics. With the development of the melody the image I saw became more and more distinct: it was a huge Moon hanging upon our heads, vague shadows ran on her surface so her face were constantly darkened by the spots of gloomy colors. An ethereal abyss was divided me from the celestial body but it seemed to me that we are close as never. I reached out to the Moon and she answered me: a fluorescent fluid started to trickle from her surface in front of the dark starless sky. The fluid seemed to be phantom and absolutely weightless; however, soon it reached our heads. After that I saw a tall crystal glass filled with the green radiance. At this moment I thought I could understand the meaning of the ancient word 'magic'. No witchcraft, no devilry. Magic is our love, it is the music that takes our minds to unknown worlds, and whole life is full of magic that we don't notice.
I don't know how long was that miracle but the music faded out and I opened my eyes in the hope to return to reality. In front of me I saw a maiden with a crystal glass filled with the green fluid. She drank a half and put the glass on the piano. I drank the remain with no doubt that I must do it.