Imagine a world around you that is completely frozen. The whisper of the wind and the murmur of the rain have fallen into a relentless monotony. The leaden silence reigns supreme, dissolving everything around it into unrecognizability. This is my universe. A world where the song of time has ceased to voice its laments. A bloodless time, devoid of any colors, where the spirits and lost souls finally find peace in their timeless and majestic mausoleums. I am 13 years old. My name is Elisabeth. My hair is as white as life. If you wish, you can meet me. But for that, you must die.