Literature
Awakening
The life was so dull and grey.
Everything was just so plain. It was impossible to understand how other people could seem so
interacting. There were changes in their expressions, the tone of their voices varied from situation to situation. They changed, lived.
Whatever was causing that phenomenon, stayed with it. No answer for the question, only the massive dullness left behind; and in time, it swallowed the question, the mystery. The twinges of expressions melted away and the voices lost their idiosyncrasies. Everything faded into that fog-like grey vanished as if it never even had been there.
Had it even existed?
It was in t