1.0Amidst Armenian Highlandshttps://karineavetisyan.amrich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="r0zPS9AVcE"><a href="https://karineavetisyan.am/en/archives/7442">«THE CALL»</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://karineavetisyan.am/en/archives/7442/embed#?secret=r0zPS9AVcE" width="600" height="338" title="« «THE CALL» » — Amidst Armenian Highlands" data-secret="r0zPS9AVcE" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://karineavetisyan.am/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> https://karineavetisyan.am/wp-content/uploads/2024/10/1000001807.jpg997376«THE CALL» « With the cry ‘Yah, Maratuk!’ Mushegh Galshoyan gave life to each of his creations. Like the people of Sassoun, he found his muse in the sacred mountain, drawing from it the strength and resolve to complete his works with poetic mastery.Through his words, Mushegh Galshoyan preserved the memories and tales of his homeland—the […]