Windmiles of our Hearts

All of us are in this book. Those of us who believe that life is for everyone. Those of us who cling to hope for both the ones who have been taken unjustly and those who are still here.

This book tells us that the overwhelming pain caused by disappearance is everyone's pain.

In my mind, no one truly departs, and no one remains. Softness, meanwhile, is

what makes life possible.

We are stuck between memory and hope, calamity and armistice. Our lives are temporary, and our present is a question that can only be

answered with more questions. They say that women are fragile creatures; soft and sensitive. But women are also predisposed to accommodating pain.

In most stories, the woman is a romantic character,...