In Persia there is a flute carved from a reed. This flute has a sad sound that makes even the strongest man cry. It is rumored that its sadness comes from the longing for its roots. It has been removed from its breeding ground and now sings the song of a lost love.
If you study the books of books carefully, you will see that they were also written by such flutes. By people who longingly yearn to return to their origin.
But wait! Before you reach for these books, pause!
And become a reed flute yourself!
