He could not earn for leaving, he was an artist. He doubted, that whole world rejected him, wife, children, sister, friends. He run disoriented any direction without extra pair of socks, with no coat. He wanted to disappear... Then he got scared. The fear of leaving them without his protection was larger then anything. She tried to dance with the sword, like Georgian men -hands stretched, lifting on her toes… but could not move, couldn't balance. She thought she was loosing her brother. Instead of the sword, she felt rats crawling on her hands. She got scared too… Madness was dancing in her yard.
