In Brussels, the city where the heart of Europe beats, the heart of the grandmother also beats. Full of days, filled with emotions, images, and a broader understanding of the world, the grandmother slips out of life as if going for a nighttime walk. A magical walk that closes the great circle of a full life.

A lyrical and sensitive look at the theme of loss, seen as the natural, somewhat melancholic end of a long road.

A text written with such literary art and maturity, that despite its theme, it does not evoke sadness, but rather warmth and a sweet melancholy.