Beads of Memory || Open
    Sweet indulgence in a realm of unrealities - spectral phantoms gracing wooden surface. Unchangeable entities reflected intricate sentiments, painted eyes announcing inexpressible thoughts. Imagination unleashed - coming to a breathtaking fruition. Faceless mannequins stared at the stage in utter fascination - the veil of enchantment enwrapping every inch of their pitiful existence. Solace granted to nameless puppeteer - blissful contentment.Â
    Emotions were ejected fleetingly in the atmosphere, the sheer volume of the audience's gasp capable of shattering her concentration. Glossy saturated humanity revealed in lifeless puppets, carcasses of inescapable solitude carved in the core of this untold story. Passionately burning soul exposed to prying eyes. Tenderness embellishing graceful gestures. Questions torn solely by the act - whispers soaring in astral firmament.Â
    Denouement of the play was satisfying. Applause boomed, spelling praise and astonishment. Golden flakes showering infinite soul. Soulless dolls were hurled back into her embrace. Mechanical eyes - insensitively open - stared at her own. Warm digits grazed wooden cheeks. "You did great." Words of encouragement passed on to illusionary shadows.Â
Sharp sound created by impact of someone's weight caught her attention. Someone was approaching her little secluded corner of the world - an intruder.Â
"Who is it?" Cerulean orbs disappeared behind heavy lids, silence pulling her in a warm embrace.


















