"Shards of glass, in heaps, falling from somewhere above. You do not see, but you can just hear them. An eerie, abandoned graveyard, with dilapidated tombstones, dimly lit with a pale glow of moonlight. The moon seems to be in mourning Mysterious encounters with those from another world, with warnings or messages of their well-being. Strong fragrance of flowers and incense, suddenly from nowhere, but resulting in news of some ones death. Fiercely holding onto a child, who is a reincarnation of her own daughter, will Shirin be able to hold onto her forever? There are...
"Shards of glass, in heaps, falling from somewhere above. You do not see, but you can just hear them. An eerie, abandoned graveyard, with dilapid...