On top of the green infinite mountains stands a man no older than eternity talking to nature as the soft whispers of the wind echo in his ears, telling him of a time before man, where nature ruled in harmony around the globe.
Enlightenment
The Sound of The Rain
As he kept walking he noticed that the drains, now filled with the suffocating waters, were overflowing with hopes and dreams, and the streets mumbled her name as he splashed through the alley.
Borrowed Mournings
Just a very short story about love and universal resurrection.
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