Most Of The People Who Will Walk

Enjoy Life. There's Plenty Of Time To Be Dead.

Don't Ask Me How I Am! I Understand Nothing More!

It Is Out Of Reality That The Most Peculiar Tale Of All Is Born ... Some Call Me The Elder Granny, Others - The Dryad, But My Real Name Is Memory. It Is I Who Sits On A Tree That Keeps On Growing, And Growing, It Is I Who Reminisces And Tells Stories.

Some Are Created For Beauty, And Some For Use; And There Are Some Which One Can Do Without Altogether.

Death Walks Faster Than The Wind And Never Returns What He Has Taken.