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Fluorite is a beautiful mineral that catches the light of our star and radiates it back in the darkness of night. My stone was a memento from my father, glowing and enigmatic.
His death was too sudden. Before we realized the cancer attacked from all directions and took him. All I wanted was to sit down with him and talk about his experiences, ask him about the secrets he carried with him, but before I could gather my will to do so, he was stricken mute and then disappeared into mystery.
Why did i have to wait? Why did I not put all my effort into living this precious time with him? After his death, I walked with tears behind my eyes and bitterness in my heart.
In the cold, beautiful blue stone, innumerable stars glittered and drifted. In a dream i wandered among them, searching.
When I woke up unexpectedly, I found myself in the house where he was a child. It was full of smells and sounds and familiar but cryptic and mystical objects. His presence felt so strong that I thought his voice might come from the next room.
Though I am unsure as to why, I believed, deep inside myself, that I could meet Father there, day after day, wandering around in the mystical scenery, I looked for him.
Fluorite is a beautiful mineral that catches the light of our star and radiates it back in the darkness of night. My stone was a memento from my father, glowing and enigmatic.
His death was too sudden. Before we realized the cancer attacked from all directions and took him. All I wanted was to sit down with him and talk about his experiences, ask him about the secrets he carried with him, but before I could gather my will to do so, he was stricken mute and then disappeared into mystery.
Why did i have to wait? Why did I not put all my effort into living this precious time with him? After his death, I walked with tears behind my eyes and bitterness in my heart.
In the cold, beautiful blue stone, innumerable stars glittered and drifted. In a dream i wandered among them, searching.
When I woke up unexpectedly, I found myself in the house where he was a child. It was full of smells and sounds and familiar but cryptic and mystical objects. His presence felt so strong that I thought his voice might come from the next room.
Though I am unsure as to why, I believed, deep inside myself, that I could meet Father there, day after day, wandering around in the mystical scenery, I looked for him.
Fluorite is a beautiful mineral that catches the light of our star and radiates it back in the darkness of night. My stone was a memento from my father, glowing and enigmatic.
His death was too sudden. Before we realized the cancer attacked from all directions and took him. All I wanted was to sit down with him and talk about his experiences, ask him about the secrets he carried with him, but before I could gather my will to do so, he was stricken mute and then disappeared into mystery.
Why did i have to wait? Why did I not put all my effort into living this precious time with him? After his death, I walked with tears behind my eyes and bitterness in my heart.
In the cold, beautiful blue stone, innumerable stars glittered and drifted. In a dream i wandered among them, searching.
When I woke up unexpectedly, I found myself in the house where he was a child. It was full of smells and sounds and familiar but cryptic and mystical objects. His presence felt so strong that I thought his voice might come from the next room.
Though I am unsure as to why, I believed, deep inside myself, that I could meet Father there, day after day, wandering around in the mystical scenery, I looked for him.