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Ilyas spent days in the attic, intoxicated by the power of the book. He downloaded storms, heartbreaks, revolutions, and silent confessions. He became a conduit for a thousand lives, his own identity blurring at the edges.

Driven by a desperate curiosity, he turned the page and read another. "We are all architects of our own glass cages." kniga frazy skachat

Instantly, the walls of his attic began to shimmer, turning into transparent, brittle glass. Through them, he could see the gray, towering blocks of the city, but also the terrifying, beautiful vastness of the sky above. He was trapped, yet exposed, living inside the metaphor of a stranger who had died centuries ago. Ilyas spent days in the attic, intoxicated by