getting to visit the hometown of my grandmother is truly a heartwarming experience because I finally understand where the fairy stories I had in my brain for so long but couldn't find the exact source comes from. My grandmother told them to her son and my father then told them to me AND HE FORGOT. BUT I DIDN'T. I REMEMBERED THOSE MOTHERFUCKING FAIRIES STEALING CHILDREN AND I REMEMBERED THE GREAT HUNTER AND HIS WIND CALVARY AND I WILL MAKE IT EVERYONE'S PROBLEM














