I could here the pigeons whispering beneath me, and I thought if it was because they had to fly over the valley of angels. It was such a mystery for me. I laid down on the bench and started thinking. Being alone sometimes has its own benefits. Underneat me and in the distance I could here the cows mooing. It had been so many times I when there, but I can still recall my first time with Eric, Guido from the Doctrine Society and the others. The road towards them was adorned with two caves, one bigger than the other. There was also a story about some damned spirits that guarded that road and had no intention of letting good souls pass by.

- Anyways, enough of that - I thought, maybe in another time, in another thought, I smiled thinking.

For us it was simply known as 'Top of the world' - and for various reasons. It simply was the most beautiful part of our village.

An extract from my book 'One year of love' out in the US in September 2012, rest of the world in December 2012.