Alfred wakes up from a deep sleep and finds himself in year 2012, a period quite ahead of his time. His body never changed for he is still a young, 21 year-old man. As he tries to remember what happened, only one girl came into his mind - Helena, the girl whom he loved dearly in an unforgettable summer of 1947. Adjusting in the 21st century, he surprisingly meets Hanna, a young girl who looks exactly like Helena.

"i. they tell me they 
cannot comprehend art. where art is, whispers reside. ii. i tell them
 that the only art i need are the words that bleed onto paper. iii. they tell me it doesn't work that way. there are compromises for art. sports. science. history. iv. but i want to speak. there are moments that fleet away when i do not store them. there are impulses that dab off when i do not write. v. when i am alive, i burst
open with Slyvia Plath and Robert Frost. my hair fluffs with words. my veins cry with poetry. vi. welcome to my poetry book. i hope you drown in the words you sink in." ©theperfectphoenix Established -- [09-03-2016] Highest Rank : #2 in Poetry. Now A Wattpad Featured Book! [20-05-2016]