"I know we are at the beginning of this journey, and there is no end to this journey. It seemed to me that it was our turn to watch. Because I saw that even the weed that grows in the most barren soil conveys something to its generation... It would be unfair to the masters to go without giving a "Dane"... Was it in vain? all this effort, all this longing? If we are one of the "grains", we should have given a bud of our own... While we were telling our stories, we should have sent messages between the lines without bothering you. Because there was no "apple falling from the sky" left. They have already divided them all... None of the events we experienced were new. The reasons are older than the results. Hello everyone..
Are you one of those who look at the roads on long journeys like me and think that neither caravans, people, nor civilizations go this way....
Sometimes it feels like a breath from the endless hustle and sometimes peace...
I'm at the beginning of a story right now sincere and hopeful....