Lazarevo drips you into my soul, dawn drop by moonlight drop from the river Kama. When you look for me, look for me there, because that's where I'll be all the days of my life.

He is just protective over me-” “Not protective, Tania. Consumed.

I was blinded by stupidity for a brief moment in our life, for a flicker in the eternity in which you and I live, and I stumbled.

Tatiana had imagined her Alexander since she was a child, before she believed that someone like him was even possible. When she was a little girl, she dreamed of a fine world in which a good man walked its winding roads, perhaps somewhere in his wandering soul searching for her.

Courage, Alexan­der,” she whis­pered. “Courage, Ta­tiana.

Tatiana realized she was too young to hide well what was in her heart but old enough to know that her heart was in her eyes.

Everything comes at a price. Everthing in your life. The question you have to ask yourself is, what price are you willing to pay?