The moon rises.
In the avenue it's stilldaylight,
an evening that quickly descends.
Indifferent youth joins together;
it swerves toward poor goals.
And it's the thoughtof death that,
in the end, helps one live.
February evening - Umberto Saba
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Solitude | [eng]
General FictionIn the Icelandic forest, amidst the winter chill and the promise of spring, Einar finds solace in his solitude. Facing the pain of past losses and the struggles of daily life, his only companion is Eldur, the faithful dog. Amidst tending to the gard...
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