Bukan melupakan yang menjadi masalahnya. Tapi menerima. Barang siapa yang bisa menerima, maka dia akan bisa melupakan, hidup bahagia. Tapi jika dia tidak bisa menerima, dia tidak akan pernah bisa melupakan. - Tere- Liye

Langit Nan Gelap, sebuah antologi seram komedi tulisan Resmanshah. Diterbitkan pada tahun 2013.

Pada suatu hari, Encik Agus berkenalan dengan seorang Instafamous. Dan pertemuan itu telah menjadikan hidup Encik Agus huru-hara. Benar kata orang, gambar mempunyai seribu makna dan orang yang kerap mengupload gambar pula mempunyai seribu gila.

Tentang jasad yang sentiasa menentang walau tahu itu ditentukan. Tentang jiwa yang tidak faham tetapi degil mahu memahaminya. Tentang hati yang sentiasa mahu bersangka baik.

They say money can buy happiness. Emily Parker is trying to make bank to prove that saying right but no matter how hard she pounds the pavement in peep-toe heels and pencil skirts, she's nowhere near the success that her father, a career salesman, always said she would have. At the brink of losing a deal that could cost her more than she can afford, Emily quickly loses the spring in her step and the usually present smile on her face. On what's likely the worst night of her life, she finds herself stranded in the company of her intriguing neighbor whose laid-back outlook in life only highlights her own lack of it. Suddenly unplugged from the pressures of her life, Emily rediscovers the simple pleasures she'd long taken for granted, forcing her to question if the dream she's traded them for was even hers to begin with. She's about to make the pitch of her life-to chase her own happiness. The question is, can she afford it?

From peru to cebu hear the power of babylon, We can sail, we can sail Sail away , sail away, sail away -Orinoco Flow by Enya

I'm not who they think I am. A docile girl who meekly obeys her stepmother and stepsisters. Some kind of sick angel who cheerfully bears their mistreatment. That's what I WANT them to think. Because then they won't suspect what I'm really up to. The ball, the prince - it's all part of my plan to come out on top. Stepmother and her demented daughters will pay for every floor I have scoured, every sneer I have borne. They don't know about the white magic, how I use it to enhance myself. They can't see that my heart is black as midnight, rotten as a poisoned apple. They're about to find out.

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