Solaris manage to find an old bridge, near to his park. The water level's too deep, the content's cannot be seen, as it is pitch dark, just like his soul. The wind's breezing through him, as The Nature knows his plan. The leave fall heavily, and somehow, the scenery of the park is surprisingly beautiful. "Ah... finally. The wind breaks the silence. I can go peacefully", says Solaris. He had been waiting for this moment, to break free from the pain he suffered.
"Wait! Don't do this...please...". His face turns blue when he heard that voice of someone he knew. The legs start to shake heavily, as they have their own consciousness, doubting on his plan. " It's now or never. I've been planning this for a longer time and I cannot let this chance to slip away", says Solaris to himself, reaffirming his intention.
Suddenly, flashbacks hit him and before it could happened, he's already crying... as if the pain wanna speak to him.
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Hope
Historia Corta"When there's hope, there's way...or two" The story of a man, grieving his lost of the loved ones, searching his way to survive, but only to find himself to a solution, to take on his life.
