Ares
During weeks, I felt empty. Yet, it was I who abandoned words not the opposite. I thought they would be replaced by something stronger, more intense. But nothing, absolutely nothing made me from now on, made me stir. I thought I was dead. Life, wasn't simply to breathe. Life, is the thing that is long and complicated that always make trouble. But life, Life, is your heart that beats against your chest, it's your eyes that burn, it's your skin that quivers. It's all your senses that scream emotions, that violently that you nearly fell backwards. Because to live, it's so strong that you end up killing yourself.
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The color of silence
Short StoryTHIS IS A TRANSLATION, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @AvySpark *** Ares is a teenage boy that one day, falls silent. His silence destroys his relatives who end up abandoning the young boy with his own silence. And as Ares abandoned words, painting becomes...
