Tales of love intertwined threads, through which the energies of enlightening love move, as the woman was created from her man's rib, to him she belongs, and to her he yearns, until they meet even if the paths separate. The sea stands witness to these tales, keeping them safe in its eternal memory, preserving the dreams and footsteps of lovers throughout time, even if the sands erase them. Between one tale and another, a blue wool reel slips in, rolling lightly through the folds of time, spinning its mysterious secret, and its incomplete gifts. And when events accelerate, we cannot help but contemplate its creation. For love is nothing but a wonder among wonders. Love is blessed, a prayer, and an eternity.