Introduction:
Love, devilish weapon that for millenniums: has destroyed humans’ hearts. Thy greatness massacres the devil and brings prosperity.
If thy definition is asked, blank words will fill the space. Thy real definition will never be expressed by common words or phrases; for thy magnificence was provided by Mother Nature.
Oh, soul crusher; I sell you my spirit and allow you to disrupt my state of mind. No creature can live without love; no creature can survive love’s rage.
I hope you all enjoy this book, for love has allowed me to express my sentiments and transmit them to simple minded humans.
Chapter 1: Moonlight Shine:
So there he was, sitting in the end of the classroom observing the movement of well-built particles. His eyes followed a spiral pattern of locomotion, trying to convey love, but the devil destroyed his glances with unimpressed laughter.
Was he the commander of his emotions or simply a slave of love? That question was the upmost terrible mystery that he was ready to decipher. But dubiety possessed him: “Where should he start his quest? When was she going to be able to destroy love hindrances and allow him to conquer her heart? Did she know about the shadows in his heart?”
“Bouncing Moonlight, in sunshine is bright,
In darkness, shall not be black and white…”
A piece of metal scratched the smooth surface of a blank page, and drops of a cold blue liquid marked the end of emptiness. Sentiments crushed his mind, provoking the nirvana of his existence, but was that endeavor going to modify his disgrace?
“Beautiful stars would scintillate and answer his prayers,
But soon, like any other wandering star,
Would continue its path towards the apex of cosmos…”
He knew about his dreadful curse, Lucifer’s malediction, the origin and center of his sentimental blankness, his inexistent pathway, his insignificance in the void. He was ready to dive in the vortex of fear, fight against the guardians of hell and bring freedom to his beating body.
Like a dragon flying around a castle, or like Cerberus defending the doors of the underworld; cowardice acted as a juggernaut obstructing his reality, and the words that could once fill the space, would hide among other silly thoughts preventing him from reaching his most wanted star.
“Ecstasy, weak word to represent my emotions when our sights develop a linkage…”
Oh, if he could confess his feelings… but she already mastered them, and disregarded them as true love. His eyes were her artifacts of sublime power, he knew that. But he also knew that majesty was not infinite.
Obscurity had been established. Why was she so sharp? Why was he insisting so much in a lost battle? He seemed not to distinguish annoyance from passion, but her body was a magnet for the full moons on his face, the same satellites that she had already mesmerized.
“Brilliant lake of diamonds, in thyself,
I discovered love…”
Farthest planets in the same solar system… Was that a message from the heavenly guardians? Maybe, just a meaningless coincidence in the black vastness of the universe. But one thing was certain, nothing could destroy the sigma bonds in their eyes, for even though their worlds were remote, their galaxies were the same.
“Shining moon,
Thy light magnetize my soul, and
Electrify my deceased body…”
Bells announced the end of the class, and his chance to absorb knowledge had been utterly neutralized. Was he equivocated or simply hypnotized by the queenly aspect of his loved one? The truth was that his mind could only produce feelings of tenderness.
Before the laws of gravitation and the basic concepts of magnetic fields had been established, their moonlight shined. Not even the hand of god could break the power imposed by the Queen of Night.
His eyes followed her upstanding demeanor, and like endless tunnels, with one single path, their satellites were connected for the last time.
Like rapid drops of rain crushing the unprotected soil, their hearts demolished their domes, their lungs exploded in frenzy and their breath were annihilated by greatness
“All mighty moonlight,
Thy reciprocity enchant me, but,
Like celestial sorcerers, mystify my existence.”

Chapter 2: Toxic Perdition:
Depression, silencer of the weak, fate of the forsaken dreamers. Silly malady capable of obliterating one’s star. His heart had been nullified by her departure, but his emotions would never lose its vigor.
Paradise was now part of the dark underworld where loneliness, was the ultimate leader, absolute boss of emptiness. Dubiety and Fear, captains of this underground society, would deteriorate the strong and slaughter the insignificant beings.
To escape from Hades and reach the land of the romantic dreamers, where every inexistent fable was possible, he would have to wait for the aurora of each day. Light was his victorious pathway and also, his morning doom.
His sanctified body would tremble each time the name of his soul’s ripper was mentioned, and like the shaking movement of a feather being harassed by a tornado-like wind, his mind would generate fanatic thoughts, and his once normal state of mind would be blown away by overwhelming madness.
Like a piece of diamond, her presence was the enrichment of his thoughts, divine Goddess of Inspiration. Her absence was the grave of his excellence, cemetery of happiness, where weak deserted spirits awaited the revelation of her splendor to emerge on Earth’s surface.
Let him breath! Suffocator of knowledge, thy eyes destroy his reasoning and transfigures his soul. Numbness! When near you, his brain faints. Stop generating the tsunamis in his eyes, the earthquakes in his throat, the storms in his ears… Thou have already massacred his senses and shall not kill the hope in his heart!
Oh, dreadful nightmare! Was she in love of a dark magician? Maybe, only searching for her valiant knight, but was he brave enough to protect her? Terrible havoc! Thy magnitude scared him. Should he insist, or was she full of hate towards him?
He knew his existence annoyed her, but he couldn’t resign… She was the most beautiful star in his favorite constellation, his unique source of life. Without her wondering brilliancy, his skin was corroded, his bones were disintegrated, and his heart, brutally scorched. “Let him be!” the voice of ghostly apparitions would threaten her grandiosity. But these attempts were a complete failure for he would be proud to be her servant of love. Oh gloomy phantom, why have you possessed him?
Alone, in the silence of twilight, dull steps could be heard from the penumbra of his dreary palace. The prince of oneness had finally been spellbound to the strongest incantation of all… Like a necromancer, her oppressive charm played games with his mind and revealed his ultimate secret forever.
Her demeanor was his most wanted drug, toxic perdition! The warmth of her body provided him with his desired overdose of feelings. Like an opium addict he perceived that his only cure would be to look for more of his poison. This damnation was surely the condemnation of his body and the only salvation for his soul…
This chemical substance massacred every single second of his life, for he knew he would never hold her body with his lovely liane arms. So why should he fight? He would be deforested by reality anyway…
His disastrous entity needed to visit the land of Nod, for his venomous fate drowsed him. The artery of his feelings weakened his funereal dusky incarnation, removing the logical aspects of the philosophy of existence. But he knew his life was already written, a scripture in the middle of nowhere. When their embodiments were finally linked, a mixture of happiness and glory would enervate his dread boulevard of emotions… Stupid! How could he be so sure about that?