The Theory Of Stringed Hearts
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Last published Sun, Dec 10, 2017
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Excerpt: "In this world full of opinions and petty quarrels, there is one rather indisputable fact: All hearts are made of strings. Some strings are thicker, some are thinner. Some are longer, while others are shorter. However despite these varying sizes, all hearts are threaded with red, signifying the capacity to love and be loved. "
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The foundation for this story originates from the ancient tradition of brides and grooms tying a knot at wedding ceremonies. This knot signifies the unbreakable bond of love. Despite how hard the strings are pulled, the knot only becomes tighter.
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I have often been told that my writing style resembles that of poetry. If you read closely, every single sentence has been specifically chosen to resemble a deeper meaning. This is not meant to be a quick romance read with a "bad boy" and a "good girl" (insert cliche plot here). This is the culmination of an idea that I developed over the course of the year.
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That being said, all ideas for this story were my own original ideas. If there are any similarites between this and another story, it was completely unintentional, and I apologize. All images are taken from Google Images and the credit belongs to the original photographers. All Youtube links and music belongs to the respected artists.
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