Heartbeat Symphony

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by lush green trees and the sound of birds ch

rroundings. Just then, someone blocked the sun that made me feel covered, this woman in

d she ge

, with her dominating voice and a stoic kind of

out me being a tragic wr

some emotions were chirping inside of me every t

ther, lost in our thoughts amid the serene ambiance. While holdin

nwords began talking about her pa

er. She narrated her stories in the first person point of view, transporting me into a world of

writes stories of imagination and happy endings, I am surprised to feel

Despite this confusion, I do perceive her motivations

h, I looke

to the beauty of her stories, givin

about the works of others, that's one of the reason

oached the monument. We had made our way to the back

ill sense the lingering warmth

se emotions I

write such pure sad stories like what she'd introduce

but I wanted to kn

derstand why I used that name. In response, I made some cute hand gestures to apologize.

e full name?" She looked away, sh

ght Unspokenwords might be too long for

I was doing, but my

into my eyes seriously, "

ve it, my heart'

hrough us, maki

her hands, and I felt mo

f too as I uttered the things I wanted to ask e

positive radiancy, Kla

e happiness and joy of every person in the world?" Gazing her while fixing myself, I saw

sip of her coffee and looked a

at the coffee she was holding. "Tho, I thought I've already demonstrated

w us to experience a range of emotions. When we read a sad story, we're not just feeling the sadness; we're also feeling em

t about happiness?" I asked. "Don't you think it'

ustainable. Sadness, on the other hand, is universal. Everyone experiences it at some point in their live

er passion for writing. While I may not write tragic stories myself, I could

ier, that made me to realize just now, that I've given her one of my books I wrote. "And why fant

, for me, writing is all about escapism. I want to take my readers on a journey to a magical world where anyt

ldn't help but wonder why she didn't want to write about this kind of story and t

as the liv

s. "But I believe that there is also so much beauty and hope, and I want to celebrate that in my stories. I want

s now locked on the ground a

end her. I just said

th a very soft voice of

s she read the title of the book I wr

ed at me with her straigh

ntion. Not taking it anymore, I clutched my che

he could touch me again, I stand up and jump

ould and

t made me earn her most b

e on, let's head our w

's thoughts and stories, I couldn't help but feel gr

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