A long, very long time ago, when there were no caravans and merchants had to walk miles and miles to cross villages and entire countries by foot, there was a woman – a woman that carried a single carpet and she visited all the places and from all of them, she went out with one carpet. It is told that once this woman entered a city, the City of Flowers all walls and ceilings and grounds were covered with the most beautiful and rare flowers. The air smelled many different senses and all the people in that city were dressed with beautiful clothes and jewels of rainbow colors.

One of those people – a well and richly dressed couple – approached the Carpet Woman and asked her to come to their villa. The Carpet Woman accepted and followed the couple through the city until she saw a shining villa, all blue colour painted and adorned. Water fountains were everywhere, beautiful servants on each corner with a plate with fresh water and fruits, children playing and … most interesting, a blue temple. This was the direction both the couple and the Carpet Woman went to. By entering the temple, the Carpet Woman couldn’t cease to look; peace and tranquillity were a strong presence there. It was as if life and typical sound had vanished, though, also, not silence. There was a subtle sound the Carpet Woman could listen to but the couple seemed not to capture it. The Carpet Woman continued to follow the couple. (…)