The Tranquil Chaos

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Endymion:The Eye for Cynthia...

He looked at the sky, searching for his love... The love that was precarious; the love that camouflaged with the sky...

Saying to have wooed Selene, Luna, Diana and Artemis: he was a perfect embodiment of a womanizer... His eyes were of lust craving for pleasure... Little did the world know that his purity was in his vision, a vision for love, a vision for Cynthia...

What did an eyes behold, if it were an eye of Endymion: In every age and civilization, where the mortal soma took over sympathy, his love was unconditional... In every name and every form, he laid down himself to his love, unbeknownst that the world's vision had took an unknown sight!!! He had loved his Cynthia, that was hardly his, but the stay of night and search in the morning, nurtured his love into the strongest, where the distant made the heart grow fonder...

But the moon knew, that the stain of his love for her, had tainted her into beauty... Afterall, what's the moon without spot... In every testimony of love, Endymion's love formed it's own ballad... He wasn't fooled by the mere cover, cause what he saw was more than just a sight; it was his vision...

Down the beautiful lane of mythology, his story was safely cremated... His thirst of love was only met in the  stillness of night... The tale of their love remained incomplete, but what was complete; was their proclivity; afterall what's a story, if it's complete?

-❤️Uditi Chakraborty❤️


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