SMALL WANTINGS

Let’s hold hands and get lost in the silence. May I drown in your soul and suffocate in your very existence. Let the beauty of the silence, the peak of the darkness and the mystery of desire swallow us up. So that we may get lost, never to be found. SOLOMON

16th September, 1580. VENICE

A LIFE’S PROLOGUE VENICE 16th September, 1580                    The night had been long. The night had been cold. Robbers and thieves, heartbreaks and murderers, angels and behemoths had all roamed this particular night The northern winds had been strong. The whispers in the night had been loud