One night, at about half-past nine, I discovered a soundtrack to a film, which "transported" me somewhere. At first, I wasn't sure where I was, but then I realized I was home.
This is my story about home, freedom, love, and peace. What it really is is a description of my favourite place on Earth that doesn't exist. To be completely honest, I don't have any plan for this "book". I'm not sure I will write something more than just the first chapter. But I just thought that the place is too lovely and welcoming; it would be selfish of me not to share it with the five people who will randomly open this story.
To those five people: I hope you will enjoy exploring my world, and maybe even discovering your own.
8. 4. 2021
Note: I'm fairly certain I will edit just the first chapter about five times, so I'm sorry in advance. :>
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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