Melancholy and me
Familiar trail, familiar view, yet she is alone. There she meets melancholy, a piece of cloud handed to her. More
When life pushes us to our limit, we often hide to our sanctuary. It is beautiful and dream-like there, yet they are but an illusion, a moment of deviation. We think our mind is more complex than we are, but the truth is it is just as scarred as ourselves. This is a story I hope that'll help readers to take a peek of their version of paradise and hopefully in the end of the journey, will seize hope once more.