"Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter appeared." When Emmy helped her exhausted and on-the-verge-of-a-panic-attack neighbor into his apartment at three in the morning, she never expected to be sucked into his world; one filled with the unsolved murder case of his mother from...
❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
These are thoughts born under the moon's glow; when sheep has run out, and sleep's a child playing hide and seek with the mind. Some moonlit verses from a pillow-hugging girl.
Lydia lives in a book. When you put a book down, the characters can roam free and do whatever they like, no matter the true narrative. But there's a catch. If you die in the storyline, you cannot come back. But when the book forces friendships apart and dangerous allies to her, can Lydia save her friends, and herself...