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Revelations

Leituras 16
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Leituras 16
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Tempo <5 mins

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In the enigmatic tapestry of Taguig's rain-soaked streets, a maestro of emotion, Javier, found solace in the haunting melodies of a chapel march. Little did he know that this chance encounter would give birth to his opulent masterpiece, the Piano Concerto in F minor Opus 12. As the keys resonated with the symphony of his soul, the concerto unfolded like a poignant novel, each movement a chapter chronicling the revelations of love, longing, and the delicate intricacies of the human heart.

"Revelations" invites you into the intimate world of Javier, a soulful composer, as he bares his heart through musical notes and poetic prose. The concerto, dedicated to his dearest friend Pauline, becomes a vessel for confession, remorse, and a fervent desire to rebuild what was once lost. This novel unfolds the chapters of Javier's journey-through Taguig's chapel marches, Batangas' nature-inspired sonatas, and the jolly notes of shared moments-each movement a revelation, a mirror reflecting the complexity of human emotions.

As the music weaves through the pages, witness Javier's transformation, from the melancholy alleys of regret to the serene landscapes of nature's embrace. "Revelations" is more than a novel; it is a heartfelt concerto, an odyssey through the corridors of friendship, love, and self-discovery.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Blooded scars, de Rouge2861

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"R-Rare bird?" Dew of bittersweet, desperate moistness immersed his fragile eyelids as tears verged to spring up like toy-out-of-the-box into his eyes, tinting ruddily its lily-white eyeballs. "P-Please don't leave me!" His heart ached over her absence by being relentlessly cracked on thousands of pieces with the hammer of justice, scattered on the vacuum floor as he felt his knees weak, kneeling on the ground. In the meanwhile, a crystal, salty tear dripped as a bleeding scar from his eye, sniffling quietly to himself. "Without you, I'm nothing even if I'm the Pope in Rome or the Cardinal in New York!" Tearful, balefully rueful mutter jingled into his ears, shutting his eyes without blinking for a single second, allowing the heavy rain of tears to gush down, staining his face with dampness. Jude and Timothy are having a coq-au-vin dinner, where it's becoming a battlefield not only of disagreements and slurps, but also of compliments and kind words which the nun has never heard about self especially coming from a man. One in a million and the only man, who's the courage to expose her true face into his eyes. But on the morning after the sudden disappearance of the nun shocks him. What Jude leaves behind her disappearance? Will they reunite somehow or on the contrary never see each other ever again? Is the love through the years more powerful than anything? {Short Nunsignor Book}