The Mistress, the Husband, His Wife and the Two Sons.

Time: more than a physical quantity. The flow of time: a mystery for physicists and philosophers alike. Fanny is neither a physicist nor a philosopher. Fanny is unique. The Only One Of Her Kind. In an era beyond our history, in an era of myths and mystery, it came to pass that only a few people mastered the art of defying time. Many centuries later, there is only one left who has mastered this art. And whether she is worthy of this art is not up for debate here. Nikolaus loves Sylvie. Sylvie loves Maximilian and Ritz and Nikolaus. And Ritz, as he calls himself, loves the lovely Anette. And Fanny? She loves Nikolaus. And Max. Fanny loves everyone and everyone loves Fanny. Above all else, however, Fanny loves the physical quantity of time. A tragic love, as we shall see. "Panta rhei," Fanny quotes Heraclitus, "everything flows." And by this she means time, the events within time, and possibly even more. A narrative that poses many questions and provides many answers. Yet not to the questions it poses.