Heartbreak, proposals, excitement and fear. Sara takes us on a fascinating journey across the floors and corridors of a hotel and gives us glimpses into the rooms.
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The Ritual
It was almost time. Their arms were raised high towards the stormy sky, the language of the ancients spilling from their lips in a dark murmur. The temple, long since abandoned, rumbled around them.
The Artist
The cursor on the screen blinked at him tauntingly for the third night in a row. He couldn't think of a single verse, line, or word to write. Each time he tried his mind would go as blank as the page in front of him.
Reflections
“I’m lost. I’m lost in a maze of my own making. It is deeply familiar, yet I do not know it at all. Maybe I am destined to roam this vast unknown for eternity. Have my stars led me astray?”