Life has become so full of authenticity with the fabricated and veneered golden blush I adorned it with, it even tricked the scarlet sun in the west.
The melody oozing out from my lonely heart was echoing everywhere! I became even more tinted, for no reason.
“So palliative!”, I heard the west wind whispering which made me chuckle.
It was funny. I now knew, my grief was now unrecognizable beneath the layer of opalescent falsity.
The melody was so mesmerizing that the dark portrait of the protagonist was hidden behind…the eclipse of an eternal truth!
I was not afraid of the world anymore…