Cryptic Minds

Mystery lies in the soul of the rusted hearts, it covers the aura of a cunning wolf, it lies in the crown of the kings and queens of the royal kingdoms. It aims the one to go into the truths buried deep inside someone who is covered with the darkness of the moon. It aims one to go to the streets which have no end routes, it makes your heart swollen for that one thing which you can't get but you wish...

The love for mysterious things was filled in Sophia Rodriguez, the young archaeologist from the City of Love and Fashion, Paris. But Sophia wasn't interested in any of these dainty images which covered the real world of Paris, the lies buried deep within the castles which sweep your breath in a sight glance, the faces which devoured for the timid. Sophia is ready to find the truth inside the City but would she be able to unravel the truth lying inside her? Would she be able to know her true self? Would she be able to decipher the dreams and nightmares which make her scream in her sleep but not loud enough to unveil the truth? Would she be able to know the history of her own blood?
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"The red on your hands is nothing compared to the red running in your soul, its so red that not a single ounce of love could free the demons you've locked in your soul" he said gritting his teeth and anger blazing through his eyes.
The grip of my hands tightened, I couldn't move, I knew I was wrong so I said what was in my mind.
"If I am so red then why do you stay with the demons in my soul, why do you live in my heart, why can't you just paint me gold".