The trick of life is originated in the last note reached by the body which, to be illustrated, is reduced to a state. It comes to be a gray dust, not very palpable, with the intention of being cornered. Somehow, it seems that in this way it shows the end of life but not the end of matter.

It is clear that living does not mean existing forever. Nevertheless, this existence in matter allows us to mislead time to play with a disproportionated line, that blurs a beginning or end.

Perhaps, it is matter’s trick not to know where it begins. Perhaps, with that in mind, we all start being dust as we all go through the same state.

Perhaps, this is what I want to achieve through Erly. Implement time as matter does, only thus, I would not find the end.

Now that her life is absent, I have one trick left. I do not know whether it is the last, but until then Erly. rests on the paper while we deceived time.