(Histoire Courte) Le rouge est une couleur cruel... Elle exprime l'amour, la vie, le danger, la peur, la beauté des lèvres d'une femme, d'un homme. Pourtant elle est tellement simple que nous ne pouvons savoir ce quel signifie. C'est un peu comme notre instinct naturel. Il nous dit de manger, de penser, de dormir, s'accouplé, de s'enfuir, de chasser, de survivre, de tuer...

Do you really know about them... Or are you just a pawn for the time being? ... I remember the first time i looked at the night sky, before staring at the red dawn, the same night i saw you. Your eyes opened up a new universe for me, i saw new stars, new galaxies in your brown eyes. They all had their own life, stars on which i will need to land on, learn about their stories, the pain, and the joy that they saw, day upon night. **Authors note: This is an LGBTQ Romance story, I really hope you guys will enjoy it as its one of my first romance stories ^^**