Do you like reading books?
I do! It is a fun little treasure that takes me away from reality into another world. It makes me dream of happiness. Of love and affection. Everything that is very far away from my reach. It makes me want to live in that sort of world.
And I've been thinking about this for a long time, but what if the books you read actually exist as a world? Like they are the memories of a world whose epic tale has reached its destination and now exists as a 'happily ever after'?
But then again, was the book written after everything happened, or was it decided by the book what will happen? Who writes these books? And who are its main characters?
I also once wished to be the main character. The superhero who single handedly saved a whole ass world. Who helped even the meanest of peoples and killed them with kindness.
What if your reality is a book? Would you ever be able to read it? Would you be chosen by the 'author' as its superhero?
I never got the answers to my questions. And my hopes went up. Maybe, I could change this world, my world. I could change my life, into a happier one.
I thought that, maybe, just maybe, I would be the superhero in this world's book...
I was wrong.
And the blood in my hands proved it.
YOU ARE READING
The Book of Life: Sweet Poison
Mystery / Thriller"It holds the past, writes the present, and awaits the future," "It destroys lives." I still remember those words that once brought me peace, "Moments change seasons, and memories change life..." But now, are just a piece of faded memories.
