|Ivan plucks a feather from the Firebird.|
|Brave Ivan on his quest|
|The Grey Wolf|
Absurd, says Entropy.
Ridiculous, says Experience.
But something deep inside me knows that death is a fake, a masquerade. Death is not the end of my personality, my memory, my quirky sense of humor.
Ivan's story doesn't end at the grave, and neither does mine. There's something more.