Seeing the crossroads of the world, I understand Wan Yu.

The dusk in Istanbul°, the wind of the Bosphorus Strait blows across my face. Here is the junction of Asia and Europe, the crossroads of the world.
The minarets of the Blue Mosque pierce the sky, echoing the dome of Hagia Sophia. Eastern and Western civilizations collide here, and thousands of years of history flow on the stone roads. You stand on the Galata Bridge, with Europe on your left and Asia on your right. Seagulls fly over the Golden Horn, and ferries whistle and set sail. At this moment, you finally understand: the world is never opposed, it is just waiting for us to embrace its vastness.

Post by lyrindel_4457 | Mar 12, 2025