The sixteenth chapter of the book:

THIRTY FIVE YEARS LATER

Наш корабль стоит на якоре. Our ship lie at anchor. I left the wheel and go down to you, my dear passengers. I see your tear-stained eyes. Forgive me for a grief which gave us this travel. But, after all, grief is a fine moment of love. I see your souls. They became kinder and softer.

Everyone remembered something special, very intimate and dear. You remembered your grandmothers and grandfathers. I even see how someone smiles through the tears because in his family there was something similar, and my destiny is so similar to yours, my friend, where laughter intertwined with pain, pleasure - with grief.

And now we look at our childhood and we cry and laugh at the same time. And, nevertheless, if to look very attentively, there was, though a little, more good in our childhood than bad. Remember – "There are three of us, and -only two of them!" And not just a sepulchral hillock remained from my grandmother, but something big and bright that lives in my heart and warms it when it is cold and in pain. But often we don't notice it and forget behind vanity of life.

Now we could stop for some minutes, be released from vanity and see the main thing that connects all the people of the planet and brings love.

We cry, but notice how our tears are sweet and bitter at the same time. Nothing separates us any more. Our grandmothers and grandfathers are connected with our hearts in a united chain. Look how all of us similar in pleasure and grief. Our smiles are so beautiful. Our tears are identical on taste. The borders between us disappeared. We are just people. Beautiful, as a little Gods, and sinful as inhabitants of earth.

Do you feel how we actually love EACH OTHER? Look like reddened your cheeks. There is a tenderness condescended on them. Now it's the right time to forgive all who tormented us, to tell them thanks and to forgive to ourselves all mistakes because there were none of them. It was simply a fairy tale with horror stories. Fall in love with the fairy tale of your childhood as I fell in love with mine.

So, we overcame a part of our route and understood, and opened something in children's experiences.

It is time for us to go further. An interesting and unexpected turn is waiting for you. Actually our ship is magic and it works as a most real time-machine.

I very much wanted to return there where I came from, and to visit the place of my birth thirty five years later! Look, the wind blows in that direction! The wind changes its course according to our feelings - it's another secret which I open for you.

And the wind at the sea - on the land, and in our destinies blows there where our feelings conduct us. We are creators of destiny. What we will inflate to ourselves - there it brings us.

Wind, inflate our sails, bear us forward! To a bright star in the ocean of feelings!