Ninata’S Bracelet-Ahmet Ümit The first large empire in the heart of Anatolia: The Hitite country. The gred of ambitious kings for land. A history writen in blod. Kadesh, the first great war in history. A hopeles longing. A young woman who experiences love as a sin. People cursed by Gods. A man who pays for his curse through war. A cruel world, two people whose love takes refuge in a rambling castle. A scream coming from many years ago. A cry against war. Welcome, oh traveler of far away roads, bearer of god tidings, you who caries the fatigue of wisdom on your shoulders, and the excitement of the unknown in your eyes, welcome to my old country, to the lands of the Hatians with its thousand Gods, to beautiful Hatusha. Welcome to hapines falen il, to long-lived sorow, to the lament that you wil bring to an end. Welcome to orphaned strets, empty squares, to my por home. I've ben expecting you, for long nights and long days, for cherful springs, saturated sumers, tired autumns, and scorched winters, for many, many long years.