T-Errror

"I'll never get to know" said the witch.
"What" I said.
"It's obvious, what's inside the well" responsed the witch in a sorrowful way.
The witch never seemed to look sad, for I reassumed that the well should have meant something.

Anything is quiet. In some ways every thing on earth creates energy, and none of it is distroyed, it only becomes less powerful, but it stands still. So why can't we explore the intensity of this energies?
Being able to discover all of the energy ever created people can relatively travel through time. Time, the fourth dimension.

T-Errror is a gothic/surreal novel exploring the life of one, one of us dealing with something called Time, the struggle of leaving things left unsaid and fear of time running on.

WARNING: I'd like you all to read the story while listening the songs i recommend, they're thoroughly choosed by me and I feel like the story doesn't work much without it's background music, I care for it so much. Thank you.

Post Scriptum: Sorry if my english lexique or my way to explain things isn't much of a perfect thing. First of all I'm Italian, english is not my mother language. Second, I'm writing for the only fun of it, I'd really appreciate critiques and advice on the continuation of the plot; I'm only exercising my english competences.