In the dreamland, various Baku alongside the impossible beings the dreams are home of are surrounding a giant light orb, as an equally huge hourglass runs out of sand, as soon as it’s empty from above, the orb cracks lie an egg, revealing clusters of stars burning and clouds of resolutions, the Bakus celebrate, between them I am
Me: (Finishing New Year dinner’s leftovers) Well, this year has been pretty good, actually it’s been a year since I joined this forum, well, New years celebrations...