From every grave there are always silent questions, about ripe fruit and innocent villages. Death makes many things unclear. We don't know why a life full of passion is halted at a certain moment, and why there will always be some who vanish from a certain togetherness.

A prophet once said that time is a sword. He was right. Time carves out, but also cuts short. A lifespan gets briefer. Hair thins, the heart weakens, the wooden doorframe gets eat