I thought I’d write here in my native tongue, but it’s hard. Why? My English is not perfect, it’s full of flaws, but it’s a perfect mask of safety to me. Yes, I do hide behind this English language – my alter ego, not much different from the real me though.
I’ll keep this place for myself. People will find me in time or I’ll let myself be found. For now though, I’ll bath in this illusionary idea of a complete anonymity within this digital world.
It is said that first words of the prologue as well as the title determine whether reader reads the story or not. My story is many. It’s like kaleidoscope in a way, as you move it, the patterns and colours change. My story is ever form changing. But no, I don’t want it to be chaotic, no.
