Many years ago there were people laughing, dancing, crying.
Behind this window, once someone was sitting and enjoying from the sound of rain or the whisper of trees. Or whenever s/he opened the window, s/he felt the cold of the winter and heat of the summer. S/he felt the smell of the newly baked bread. S/he heard the birds singing.
And now the house has been destroyed, with the house their memories also got lost. Once it was a warm place and now…a body without soul .