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Behind each dark and gloomy soul lives another, which shines like the sun!

this autumn and this night ...

and she is not afraid of the pitch darkness!

My house is a cemetery,
The dead in coffins are my comrades,
And my friends are darkness and darkness,
And none of them, you, alive, are the enemy.

But you know it, pass it on to them.

Night Moscow is good and whimsic. In the afternoon or evening of the weekend, walking along its very center, you can take the sum of facades, bright showcases and neat sidewalks for something quite European. At night, through the windshield of the car, this city reveals its true face. It is huge, all smoothly curved, built up very richly, but chaotic. Generously flooded with electric light - and immediately overturned into impenetrable darkness. Everything is spacious, everything is a little crooked - Asia, gentlemen! Damn if it's not Asia.

Who touched your face so gently, wounded but determined?
There, on the bank of the stream,
There, at the steep side of the boulder.
Who embraced your tired but noble soul?
There, in the depths of dreams,
There, in the sky.
My dear friend,
I'll hold your hand,
Into the darkness of the night,
Where the lanterns shine brightly.
To tell you a tale of freedom and dreams.
The fairy tale with which this holiday begins

Darkness comes only to the one who keeps it in himself.

Let's all go into the darkness of the night and drop everything, leave everything behind.

If you see any small chance - never miss it! Grab it and put it in your pocket, because then it is unlikely to come back to you and return it then in any way.
"Darkness in Infinity"

Dark deeds ripened here ...

And its peoples are flowing to the New Temple and to the united Faith!

I didn’t let her go for a long time, feeling the warmth of her skin and the light scent of her hair. I did not let her go, and there was nothing in the world but her, the darkness receded, she was here, she lived, she breathed, and nothing was lost.

Like an ancient pharaoh on sacred nights,