This is beautifully said don’t you think.
As you veer through the pages of the book fragile, yet strong in words.
The scent of wood tingling in your nostrils.A journey with characters surreal, just like your story.
You try to be frugal with those feelings, yet you lose them.
Crystals roll down your sanguine cheek. A preposterous attempt to control emotions. The power of a book is boundless. It can touch you and leave you in awe.
