I am an ordinary conductor of the pass in the living mountains and I know very well where you can put your foot, and where it is better to poke with a dipstick before that. I am also a blacksmith, like almost all my ancestors, a little warrior, like all the highlanders, and... In general, I understand life, it seems to me, but when you step over an invisible line and the mountains turn into MOUNTAINS, and even give you their Tear, all concepts fly under the tail and all that remains is to pretend that what is happening around you was conceived by you.