But one shot reminds me of home... When Charles was talking about mercifulness of a peaceful night and moonlight was passing through the window, I just felt it. I felt that summer evening in Karaganda when I was reading manga LoveHina and was talking about future so recklessly, I was so young and sure everything just would be great even though there were not so many things about to be happy about then...
Of lazy summer nights in Karagandy or Satpayev, when it's hot, and there are no worries because sand and soft wind take all misgivings away and calm anxiety. I just want to experience one more time; I want to live one lazy summer Central Asian night again...