I still remember that book. Every passage, every exchange of replyies… Nevertheless, one day, everything will fade away, lost in foretime’s mist and never come back to me, unless I’lld read it again. But there is something I won’t ever forget from that book. Better said, someone. Her. Renesmee Hart. Alias “Blue Eyes”. And her eyes are brown.
Then why is she called “Blue Eyes”, you may ask. Well, because brown is the color of the earth , and And blue is the color of the sky. [uneste propozitiile astea] And she loves the sky. She’s a flying dove on the ethereal blue, flying higher and higher, through the milky clouds and then above, through the icy air and then higher, ‘till the unbreathable. She’s searching for “Home”.
She do...es..n’t want to be captive here anymore. With all this these corrupted people, in this corrupted society from in this corrupted world. All she wants is to fly…But she’s stuck on the ground. And when she’s asking asks why, she is hearing hears no sound.
Does she cry? No. She never gives up. She has the strongest heart, that you could ever know.
Because she knows that her wings are not broken yet. And if they were, so what? A little bit of glue and swath, and they’re already new, no clue.
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