This story unravels during the long hours following sunset and preceding dawn.
There are six love stories intertwined with each other.
Stories made up of meetings, waits, passions, contrasts and abandonment.
The fine thread that ties relationships between sexes can break, become knotted or disappear into nothingness.
I wrote the stories without any connections among them; I was the silent witness, observing the thousand psychological nuances of the events of this very long night of love.
The six stories will have value for the succession and the intertwining of the events. There is nothing artificial in this linking of moments, without connection among them.
The passing of time is slower at night: the day fades away, the lights create magic, the first hours of frenzy, the calm in the silence of the night, the wait suspended in the apparently never ending darkness, the company of meaningful dreams, the arrival of the light of dawn, when the night hours seem to disappear for ever waiting for the eternal renewal of daytime.