"To be born is to be attacked. To be alive is nothing but to be fighting."
Ismet Ozel
The Kuzgun was standing in front of me with his long staffs placed under his two seats. It had changed a lot since I last saw it. Besides the inability to walk with the aid of a stick, his body no longer looked as imposing as before.
While I was surprised that Kuzgun was the one who sent me threatening messages for days, I was not surprised on the other hand. I didn't want to open old notebooks. I was trying to leave all my enemies and loved ones in that town and start a new life. Kuzgun never had a place in this new life of mine.
Seeing him right in front of me didn't scare me anymore. I wasn't excited or nauseous. I was just angry. If I had known that the person who sent those messages was Kuzgun, I would not have wasted my precious time and come here in my life.
