dams every day, russia takes away from us the valleys, the slopes and the steeps, and our country tane will evaporate like water in a day, like a sandy beach with limmore, meter by meter, and this is before my eyes, and i dig into the ground with my body like roots, we try to hold it so that it was not washed away so quickly into the abyss, we are paying a terribly high price for what slows down the throwing, but so far we have not been able to stop it, i don’t know if the rest of the country feels like every day the border of our space is moving westward, and in italy you know it sounds scary, it reminded me the movie is an endless story based on the book of mykhailo ende, where a boy fought in a fantasy world with a country with the forces of darkness who tried to actually destroy the fantasy country, which simply crumbled and disappeared into nothingness, and it is like this it's terrible, it's a terrible metaphor, and i never thought that such a country in fantasy could suddenly become our ukraine, you spoke well about fantasy, it's a good image, and here i am for you. let me try t