Today is marked as the first day without a presence. However, let’s make up the name. How about, Serene? At least that’s what I feel whenever I hear “the” voice.
I’m broken, but not into pieces. I’m starting to enjoy raining season when it’s about to go to an end. The comic just for 7 days, 7 thrilling days which have impacts I’ve never foreseen before. It gives me uncomfortable senses, anger, disappointment, and helplessness. How cruel this world.
Eventually, I got my new hobby, spying. Observing might soften my recent occuption, but I do it in detail. Serene did the same thing, as usual. Serene became weather, occured with a lot of forecasts. To cut a long short story, Serene has drowned me into a curiosity. What would Serene say if I let my body to be kidnapped by… Serene?
