A lonely manchild realizes the wall lizard in his room is trying to communicate with him ,and it has nothing nice to say to him. P.S:This is my first story ,please do give your valuable feed back in the comments .I would be thankful to you.Cheers.

"Behind every mask, is a face, hidden. Behind every face, is a story, hidden. Behind every story, is a life, hidden. Behind every life, is a dream, hidden. Behind every dream, is a broken reality, hidden. Behind every broken reality, is a dreamseller selling dreams.", as she read this epilogue to the diary she had found, she shut the diary for the last time and decided it was time to move on. Move on, she did, in search of the dreamseller she kept reading about since 4 years now.

This is a story of sacrifice for love by love