In Summersîo we meet a young man who is having the day of his life... The weather is perfect, he meets the girl of his dreams, everywhere he goes the birds sings lovely melodies to him. Though something strike him as odd, he is experiencing a feeling of total relaxation and utter satisfaction. All is as it should be. Or is it?
“For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause.”
“The boundaries between life and death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where one ends and where the other begins?”
- Edgar Allen Poe
Sir Jon Tønnessen
Kjell Erik Tønnessen
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