Title: The Violinists Sea
by Qasim from London | in writing, poetry
Never enduring a feeling before can plague a mind, and shall keep its suspected drifter in apprehension. A mystery shrouds itself unable to figure the essence inside, and often becomes confused with the sights of such a mystery, confused that it becomes as deep as the abyss that it wandered freely out from. A person can search there whole life, figuring a mystery ' a crime, but the anticipation, the obscurity, the risk shall overwhelm them so much that ' they become someone else. They're soul divided between reality and the fantasy, becomes unknown, plainly and simply unknown. And most of the time a case so complicated to solve, takes on a new life, this life propels the mind of the unsuspected solver and treats him/her to a game.
And what made her think that she could step out of the game, and control the visible linger.
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