Куралбек Филинов

"Many of us are by the fire forsaken. I speak of thine kind, and mine. Behold this city! We are kindred, belike two eyes which gaze upon the other. Fear not, the dark, my friend. And let the feast begin." “Oh, dear, another dogged contender. Welcome, Unkindled One, purloiner of Cinders. Mind you, the mantle of Lord interests me none. The fire linking curse, the legacy of lords, let it all fade into nothing. You’ve done quite enough, now have your rest.” "When freedom burns The final solution Dreams fade away and all hope turns to dust When millions burn The curtain has fallen Lost to the world as they perish in flames" "Like rowing a boat we enter the future backwards. All we see are the scenes of the past, and no one cannot see the views of tomorrow."