ICICLES OF GOLDEN BLOOD

I am not I... In the path, I am travelling now. I am not I In the form of what I believed to be. I am not I Just after I see the world around me. I am not I Realizing it"s not the place where I belong I am not I When I am accompanied by him. I wanted to go back Back to the future. A voice of a human girl Destined to fall in love; With the non-human species. I am lost Into the unknown With my blindfold. I am drowned Deep-rooted into Waves of struggles. I sailed upon Bundles of betrayals, Tangles of torments. Waited for him, To salvation me From my scuffles. I wanted to start Start over again. Surely, I will do the same mistake, Looking into his eyes. I must not have met him But I"m destined to be with him. ******************* Author Notes: All the nouns in this fantasy fiction that denote names, places, living and non-living things, businesses, events, incidents and characters in this genre are not subjected to any particular religion, person, caste, or community. This novel is purely an outcome of my imagination. This novel is based on the theory of MAGIC REALISM. Some of the themes and ideas are impressed by mythologies and my creative imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Plagiarism is strictly prohibited. Regards, Aurora Bluemoon.