Red Stars


A new wind is blowing, a mixture of summer and spring, of memories and hopes, or faraway and close things. You are not always excited by newness, in particular if you have been sitting pretty on the throne of the Reign you have been constructing with care and so much hard work. But some new things cannot be renounced, and require acts of courage and demonstrations of strength that, all in all, speak your same language. Those who believe the wind, at the end of the day, will always blow in the same direction, need to remember that the absence of wind is even more unbearable. “Were I the wind, I'd blow no more on such a wicked, miserable world.… And yet, I say again, and swear it now, that there's something all glorious and gracious in the wind.” (from Moby Dick)