اذا لم تجد ما تبحث عنه يمكنك استخدام كلمات أكثر دقة.
It was faint at first, like a memory of wind through autumn leaves.. Then it grew clearer, closer, until it filled me with a warmth no wound could take away.. For the first time since she left, I smiled without bitterness.. Death was no longer an end; it was a bridge, and I had already set foot upon it..