Vintage-Jesus
5:33,... The Sun falls asleep in it's horizon and the world blurs into the blue hour, leaving behind a sense of poignant melancholy in the air.
This blue... It isn't the blue of sadness or bitterness... It's the blue of a time that was,... and was beautiful.
Even if,... for just a moment.
This story is a homage to that impermanent beauty, that chisels itself a memento mori in your heart.
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P.S: I hope the reader enjoys my first work that I upload here and excuses any imperfections left. Please comment your thoughts on this text of mine and a vote would be really nice to me <3.
Thank you! (^‿^).