Tayfur Avareyim — Ferdi

Selim stopped by a small teahouse, the steam from the samovar rising like a ghost in the window. He didn't go in. He didn't want warmth; he wanted to remain in the cold, where his internal state matched the environment. He felt the "great world" pressing in on him, feeling too small for a heart that still held so much love for someone who was gone.

//www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXKVkiZecM4">"Avareyim" . The Wanderer's Shadow Ferdi Tayfur Avareyim

He remembered the days when they walked these same streets, but then, the city felt like a playground. Now, every cobblestone was a reminder of a promise broken. He was a man drifting through his own life, a passenger in a body that only knew how to move forward because it didn't know how to stop. Selim stopped by a small teahouse, the steam