A new book that will be posted - The Ghost of Red
Blurb- The colour red has always been a sort of paradox, it could be interpreted in so many contradictory ways but didn’t really have one meaning, you couldn’t figure it out, The radiant warmth of love and the fires of hate, the combustion of urgency and the sensitive wandering of deceasing embers. Yet the ever-going seesaw of our red affinity was darkening. New shades of deep crimson we’re awakening, the sensitivity turned to toxicity, the radiance to fear. Yet the love was never lost.
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