Reading The World Novels & Stories

, “ are you married?” “Anyways, your world is better than ours. I've read somewhere that you people, I mean you all have soulmates for life. That's really awesome. To love someone and be loved by that one throughout the life unconditionally, its awesome.'' I got quiet for a few seconds wondering how beautiful their life must be . how good it must be felt to be loved by someone beyond any reason.

There is a book I used to read. The title: Sofie's World, by Jostein Gaarder. About philosophy and really good. Even it is about philosophy, the delivery is light and easy to understand. This book has been translated into Indonesian, but this one is in English. This is better. Sometimes the translation changes the capture, even if slightly. I want to read it again, for brain stormings that have been frozen for a long time due to daily matters. "Do you like reading a book?!"

I stood before it for a moment with my hands at my sides, looking at the dark, worn cover, the spine that had no title, the pages whose edges had a faint luminescence that might have been age or might have been something else entirely. Then I picked it up. The world ended. That is the only way I can describe it, not darkness, not pain, not a simple sensation, but the total and violent ending of the world I had been standing in one moment before and my simultaneous arrival in every other world that had ever been or could have been. Images. Thousands of them. Tens of thousands. Wars I had no name for, fought by people whose faces I’d never seen, on landscapes that didn’t match any geography I

Images crashing into her with waves of nausea. Two tiny hands held open a large thick covered chapter book in both hands, the words on the page calling out to the young girl reading a level far beyond her years. She was reading a story about a boy who was trying to save the world, but everyone was against him. It was a sad story, but it gave her a sense of joy with each chapter she completed. With a content smile on her lips, she flipped over to the next page, immersed in the world of fantasy.

I sneezed immediately. Louisa got up, and the sound of the door knocking made her jump. “It must be the landlady,” she explained with boredom and resignation. “I'll go see.” I watched her leave and sighed, so I devoted myself to reading. I read about the history of wolves, about the history of lineages, and about the history of powers. The history of my world. And every word, every page, made me feel that I was in the right place at the right time.

The buildings, the clothing, literally everything without forgetting about the four-wheeled vehicle. Zayn had seen the 1979 Chevrolet C10 truck on his first day and that was what alarmed him the most. This was a myth, something he read in the books when he was a child. His mother would make sure he finished a book per day to prepare him for the throne which he would one day ascend. How can he forget the books about 'The other World'? 'The Other World' was a place that the wolves have read and heard stories about. A world where humans existed only with an advanced lifestyle that filled the pages of the books about this mythical world.

Although for Ingrid humans were only slightly more evolved animals, she could not deny that they also possessed her charm. In the library she read a book written by a human named Leonardo Da Vinci; While she was reading the book, she noticed that the human Leonardo was a kind of Scholar, but he could not use magic, and although he possessed that disability, this did not limit him, since he was able to create very interesting machines. This Leonardo, she reminded him of 4ndr3, since they are both researchers. Staring at the young human, she wonders if he is an interesting human like Leonardo or just a slightly more evolved insect.

she says, Lee looked at her hard " you seem to know the answer why don't you help your sister out?" I asked coz he wants to act all smart, he did his lil thinking signature " uh this easy stuff, there's uhm Brazil , Barcelona, Botswana,Berlin, Beijing, Brussels, British and more" " Lee are you sure you know the world coz seems to me like your geniuses world has really turned its back on you baby boy - i'll write some ideas down for you I did a lil history back in high school I still remember " I said

The train had long since reached speed and the cityscape faded into rolling landscape. Evelyn leaned against Andrew with her feet tucked under her watching the greenery through the wide window as he read through the Times she’d bought to sneak onto the train. “What’s happening in the world?” she asked to re-engage him.

Covered in thick layers of dust is a brown leather book. Ever so carefully, I pull it out and wipe the dust off with my hand. It is hard to see the lettering, but I see the familiar “W.” With everything I had, I inhale and hold my breath before blowing across the beautiful leather material sitting in the palm of my tiny hands. “The World of the Unknown. I found you.”