"𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻, 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗯𝗲𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴! "
He let his heart do the talking to his mind, which was lost apparently, but this time it wasn't the lines of lanes and brickstone towers, but the limes those nerves drew in those Pulchritudios eyes..
He closed his eyes and pressed his pen lounging in his earlobes, a tight squeeze, as if he was hearing her talk inside his head..
His mind had toured Artifacts, sure, he lost his count a year ago, but she seemed to vibe him up again.. She brought back thier aura.. As if she was the vintage feel residing in them and one flip would bring him back the aura..
Was it possible to hate someone, yet, love them from the bottom of your heart?, was it really that profound that he fell in love with her with no reasons to claim why?
No!
If so, then why does his mind wander to remake the world in her image?
For the first time ever, history took a back seat, the present interested him more and made him yearn to jump to future to study her, who would then be the medival stuff.. Its like he was taking pictures of sunset , the same scene, but , what the heart feels at them moments vary
Time is frozen in pictures, true, but artifacts lurk an entire civilization within them, makes a commoner the traveller and the sane, a nubivagant!
Insanity! He cursed
Impossible! His mind complained
Desperation, his heart whined
Fate! Destiny smirked!
Will the lines be connected? Will the codes get decoded? Will two eras find thier symmetry tangled?
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Scarlet Letter
Mystery / Thriller" ℑ 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔭𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢! 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯, 𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔏𝔦𝔟𝔢...
