Novel & Cerita Melancholic Novels

It’s been a long day for me and tiredness puts me in a deep slumber. I have no idea how long I’d sleep. But when I woke up, it was still dark outside, and it was raining. The candle was now small in size compared to earlier. It will run out soon. That’s why I need to find another one. I stood up and left the bed. I brought my phone with me when I went down to the kitchen to look for the candle. There’s no signal in this area and I wonder if the Green’s were looking for me. I shook my head in annoyance. Why am I thinking about them at this moment? I should just think about myself and my grandmother. Wasn’t it the reason I was here in the very first place?

For a few minutes, she had enough time to reflect on her short-lived life. "If only I could live inside my novels, I would be happier than I was today." The line went taut. The struggling was no more. The voiceless storyteller has found her salvation with her eyes closed.

Also, the word 'thankful' isn't enough to level how much grateful I am to you all for supporting me and this book. See you ‘till the next Claveria adventure, guys! Love y’all! *BOOK SERIES* -MELANCHOLY: THE MOON’S INCEPTION -A LUNA’S BLADE: FEUDS AND GRUDGES -TALE OF THE DEEP: A SIREN’S MELODY

"The Greek physician Hippocrates described four internal bodily fluids that affect human's temperament and behaviors. And those four-temperament theory suggests that people have four fundamental personality types. Those are sanguine, melancholic, phlegmatic, and choleric." I look gaping at him. How can he still remember those ancient wisdom being discussed in college? "You were able to grasp the message the withered petals convey. That painting depicts sadness, failure, and heartaches. So, I name her Melancholy. And understanding its message means you are melancholic." "Wow!" I exclaim, shaking my head. "And because you choose the man whose heart is not yours, it means you choose to be melan

I mumbled to myself as I kept the book inside my bag. Was it the only last resort... lucid dreaming, a way to know what would be the reasons of a certain person that happened to take away their own life without giving any hint? Was it the only last thing that we could possibly do? Like what Caius did, it was my last option when I lost my mother when she jumped off of a 10-story building of a city hall and died.