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Shine the brightest star.

- Ready? Give me matches.

The younger generation and the older generation were divided. Where is the bridge between them?

Probably, autumn is a permanent state of my soul. Time to stop, look back, burn bridges, build new ones. Let go of what worries you. Heal what hurts. Forget everything that should be forgotten. Or at least try.

Years passed, summer and winter changed each other. There were hot days and warm days, and days when the salty wind blew from the sea, flower fields in the spring, and abundant harvests, and golden autumn days, roads were built throughout the kingdom, and bridges connected the banks of the rivers. But the king, as far as his subjects could see, showed no joy. "Now it's always winter," he said to Septon Barth one evening, while drunk. Since Aemon's death, he always drank a cup or three of honey-sweetened wine at night to sleep.

Time. One of the rarest valuables, which is priceless. It cannot be accumulated, hung on the wall like a precious painting, put into pockets like candy in childhood. It slips through your fingers like fine sea sand. It is always scarce. And how often do we hear excuses "now is not the time." We put it off for later, as if it were our property. And time passes carelessly, without looking back. Unfortunately, we do not control time, but we can leave our mark in it. With a needle and thread, make your own thin stitch in space, some with a stalk, some with a satin stitch, some with a French knot. Connecting generations, bridges, lives. Leaving your imprint on the Universe. Your DNA.

Do not build bridges to unknown paths.

Bridges appear in our lives only when we are ready to cross them.

We built bridges...

- Franz Wertvollen Oh

You think that it is not worth dismantling the bridge in order to assemble the raft, but I tell you - destroy all bridges and build rafts, for the great flood is near.

Bridge from the past to the future, yes. And the real thing collapsed.

I just wanted a little love ...

Glittering eyes light up my darkest nights