Black & Red. Reason and Serene
I shall tell you a little story my friend, and this one has no name. You’ll find out that it has one ending though…This end represents the beginning of everything. Once upon a time there was a boy that wore black, and a girl that wore red.They loved each other very much, perpetually writing letters or just brief notes in which they enunciated the tremendous love that has been bestowed upon both of them. At the end of every letter they would carefully sign themselves as Red or Black. He represented the black rose who repeatedly fought to gain the benevolence of the pure rose; what he thought as to be perfect - unknown or in defined terms serene. His life had been a terrible line of misfortunes, later drenched in her sweet and kind love, superior to all he had desired or yearned for, it was she, the perfect shape of the unexpected, he had finally found her. Her existence had been blessed from the moment she had become his passion, his reason, his muse... She wanted nothing more than to bring him felicity in every possible way, she had lived for him, imagined surpassing the cliché of what he had been thinking hapiness might be. After a couple of years they have confessed in “ mere “ words what they have deeply felt from the very first moment they have layed eyes on one another.
- I am still thinking of a good picture that would suit this. -
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