For a game, you donโt need a teacher.
A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.
Devil and God โ two sides of the same face.
Eternity is a glorious word, but eternity is ice.
We forget old stories, but those stories remain the same.
There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.