Fervour Acts
Description
Hybrids – fascinating creations of the century. For instance, the rose, a gentle flower loved yet one that turns hearts away at the sight of its vicious thorns. A weed, nevertheless, perennially resistant despite many overturns. Can anyone fathom a hybrid between the two?
An accidental glance in the right direction.
Two lives that collide from here onwards.
Foreword
With this, I intend to explore the line drawn between much too close, and much too far. How thick or how thin is the line that we are all meant to remain balanced on?
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Is this then, what it means to truly feel?
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