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There is nothing more painful than in sorrow to remember a long-gone happiness.

Lord, how little a person needs to become happy, you just need to return to him what he has lost!

A look full of hate... Everyone you loved was taken from you or killed. Can you look at the world differently after this? In any case, life goes on and goes on as usual. We will meet again in this never-ending epilogue. Until then, rest in peace, Ragna Bloodage.

I broke two fragile lives myself.

Time doesn't heal. We manage ourselves, over time. Recovery will come when we choose to take responsibility, when we take risks, and when we finally allow ourselves to let go of the pain of the heart, that is, let go of grief and let go of the past. And all this is a matter of our choice.

It is unlikely that an eleven-year-old child is able to adequately survive the death of such a close and dear person without consequences for the psyche and other things, although who could do this even at a much more conscious age? Certainly neither I... nor he...

We are not programmed to lose those we love; there is no right or wrong way to grieve. We just try our best, even when our efforts are often not enough. Blaming yourself now will not change the past, it will only take away the energy you need to spend in the present.

The loss of every person and every thing is part of death. Which is the loss of everything.

Having gained everything, it is just as easy to lose everything.

She [Senna] was everything to me, but they took her away. And with it they took away my kindness and mercy. But this is where they failed. They grew out of doubt and feed on fear. But they don't know what it means to live with a cold heart. Their perverted abomination has struck our world like a bad disease. And I will exterminate this infection.

We danced in harmony with the land until the invaders defiled it. They smashed us... but even the pieces have sharp edges. We are the defenders of the ancestral land, and we remember the price paid for peace.

Loving and then losing someone is much worse than not knowing them at all.

- Someone better, I know. But at the time it was hard to imagine.

- A loss.