Out of stillness, you hear a voice from the high mountains...

'Are you al-right?'
'No.'
'Let's go, then.'
'I'm hurting all over.'
'It's so high.'
'That's very good.'
'I'm not afraid.'
'Only a little.'
'That's wonderful, I mean
that you also do not like 
the high roads.'
'Shall we go, then?'
'With all this pain and frailness?'
'Yes.'
'that's a good idea.'
'Yes.'
'Where are we going?'
'Downhill.'
'Let's just go.'
'Yes.'
'Down the  narrow mountains road.'
'I'm frighten.'
'To go down.'
'Yes to dangerous.'
'Let's just go down and close our eyes.'
'Al-right.'
'Yes.'
'I'm, yes I'm.'

'Conversation some days ago with my grandson.'
'He was not.'