: The recurring request for the lover to return at "evening time" and stay until dawn. HiraiZerdüş - Papatya

She remembered the first time she saw him. His eyes weren't kind; they were sharp, filled with a "poison" born of a thousand untold sorrows. But to Elif, that poison didn't kill. It transformed. She often wondered, —could that bitter sting in his look truly turn into something as sweet and dizzying as wine?

He appeared as he always did, just as the "evening hour" (akşamüstü) settled in. He didn't speak much. He didn't have to. When he looked at her, the air grew heavy, like the scent of a field of wild daisies crushed underfoot.