๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐๐ช๐ข๐ณ๐บ, ๐๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ, ๐'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ข๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด. ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ถ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ด ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ข๐ด ๐ช๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ง๐ต ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ข ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐น๐ต, ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จโ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฎ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ. ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐บ
โ๐ ๐ ๐บ๐ฝ๐ ๐บ๐๐ฝ ๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ , ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐บ๐ ๐๐ฟ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ป๐๐๐ฝ๐ ๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐๐๐ .
๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ด ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ค๐๐ก๐ฉ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐ฉ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐ข๐๐-๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ , ๐ก๐ฉ๐๐ข๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ก๐ฉ ๐ ๐๐๐ค ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐, ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ด ๐ฉ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก, ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
โA lady and her quill, Courage Worn in Scarlet and Green
"๐ฝ๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐๐. ๐ด๐ข๐๐๐ข๐๐โโ๐ข๐. ๐ถ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐ข๐๐๐ข๐๐ ".
โMichelle Hodkin,The Retribution of Mara Dyer (the third book).
"In the first week of April the weather turned suddenly, unseasonably, insistently lovely. The sky was blue, the air warm and windless, and the sun beamed on the muddy ground with all the sweet impatience of June"
โย Donna Tartt,ย The Secret History
A new semester has begun at my school and now I'm back to writing my thesis. Something I'm not really looking forward to but I really don't have a choice. ๐ฅ
โShrinking in a corner, pressed into the wall; do they know I'm present, am I here at all? Is there a written rule book, that tells you how to beโ all the right things to talk aboutโ that everyone has but me? Slowly I am witheringโ a flowered deprived of sun; longing to belong toโ somewhere or someone.โ
โย Lang Leav,ย Love & Misadventure
โSound of Music (1965)