I firmly believe that some stories can never be translated into a different medium and that's okay
In your hands, there’s a touch that can heal
But in those same hands, is the power to kill
1917 + hands
“Oh, youth of mine, why run away with time. Why when I think of you, my eyes fill with tears true.”
Sedmikrásky (1966) dir. by Věra Chytilová.















































