WenSylvain
Can we truly say that the world our eyes perceive is the only one we move within?
Can we ever explain the words that were never meant to hold meaning?
These are the winds of thought that stir within Cherry's mind-questions echoing like memories that return without reason, haunting with no clear beginning.
Again and again she asks:
What is this?
Is it right?
Is it real?
Until the day her own eyes behold the source of her restless doubts-the root of every strange phrase and silent suspicion lurking beyond the veil of the world we call normal.