Description:
“I didn’t always have my own house with a well and a garden, not at all. Once my life was not like this – so much that now I began to forget even my old name. But that all changed not in a single moment. Nothing changes. Even the cutiemark, which seems wonderfully arising by chance, actually opens as a crown of a long way to it, conscious or not. And there was this long road, this story before the story that put me in my place…”
