The Unveiled Soul
And so, all the following hot summer days and evenings, as well as nights, the venerable Adelard could not find a place for himself. Everything seemed to him so unreal, not natural, inanimate. Everything seemed even more feigned. What could have fluttered his untouched nerves before, now were nothing more than a phantom, a ghost of the future.
The world appeared before him with all the mysterious colors that had previously been hidden from his beautiful eyes. Old Adelard was completely lost, he sacrificed him to get a little closer to love itself.
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