Prologue.
Sometimes pearls and diamonds need to be hidden for their true value to emerge, but you can’t live forever hidden in anonymity, especially if that has never been your way of life, because that social mask will soon dissolve and leave you completely naked, erasing all the invisible barriers that you emotionally believed would protect you forever…
However, when you hear someone say that the sun will rise again and that the storm won’t be stagnant forever, believe them because they know that even though the sun and the moon, along with the stars, occupy their place in the firmament, sometimes clouds cover them to hide them. But you can’t always hide a truth or secrets without someone being able to discover them at any moment.
But ¿what about those loves that flow as freely as the wind and end up in the market of the dead, or rather, in the cemetery market, trying new things?
Or with an illusion capable of deceiving you and making you relive lost experiences, or perhaps those that were strange and alien to the normality of life: without mirages, without filters: just a café, a market, a stormy rain that fell like a flood, and a girl who struck in all directions with her purse in her hands.
Besides, the ghosts of the past only appear to shake the present and see if you’re still afraid of its old concept or the concept in which they lived stuck with a lost illusion; A poisonous shadow that wounds the hearts of those who truly love, with the torment of possible suffering in the void…
Although it would be like deceiving a blind person and telling them they can see when their eyes are empty, and instead of lights and images, there is only uncertainty, something transparent that teaches you and warns you that secrets, when they are of a high order, will always find a way to emerge and bring with them the storm that will challenge love and life itself, because when love is sinful, even angels bleed…
And silence envies the fervent hearts that encounter a forbidden love that defies heaven and will burn in hell, because when you fall for a forbidden love, heaven will never forgive you, since love is meant to develop and bring forth the most beautiful human feelings…
For its part, the reflection in the mirror is much more sincere when labels flow spontaneously like raw gold in a mine; it’s like the passion between a hidden gem and a rebel without a cause…
