Welcome! This is my first post, and I am thrilled to share my journey with all of you. In the coming weeks, I will be exploring various topics that inspire me and hopefully resonate with you as well. From personal anecdotes to insightful reflections, this blog serves as a platform for creativity and connection. Thank you for joining me on this journey. Let’s dive deeper and climb higher together.
I have always been drawn to nature, and over the past few years, my love for the mountains has blossomed. Living in Bergen truly allows me to embrace this passion and experience the beauty that surrounds me.
The Wheel of Time turns, and ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legends fade to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again.
In one Age, called the third age by some, an Age yet to come, an age long pass, a wind rose in the Mountains of Mist. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings or endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time.
But it was a beginning.
From “The Eye of the World” by Robert Jordan
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