Chapter 1
I have always dreamed of witnessing some kind of miracle. Something beyond the human imagination that only I have access to. Let's say, an energy that carries you very far. One that makes you see things in a different way? What is the last energy that we still have left on this earth? Love. If so, it would be something where life without me is not possible. Something or my energy and the energy of another person are the only ones that can intertwine. What's that called? Illusion. I dream ? That day, I didn't want to go home. I wanted to go there, in the opposite direction. But, I did the complete opposite. I had already traveled, without really thinking about it, all the last corners of the bicentenary and here I am at the other end. The water jets no longer worked, the statues were inert. There were no surprises. This place is usually a deserted place. Deserted and silent as a grave But it is also the place where armed gangs clash, their causes? None. They are paid to wreak havoc. I must have been the only one there. But when I turned around: he was there.
