Certainly the most demanding of my short stories. If you just stumbled across this, hello, welcome to my writings, but don't read this one first. Look around my other deviations. Try A Work Of Art (especially if you consider yourself an artist, this might speak to you), try Overwhelm (if your attention span is short) or On Ancient Gods.. (if you like semi-fantasy writing and simple storytelling).
Still with me? Great. This story was an elaborated answer to my good friend Isidora Glisic's question:
'Why should I pursue my dreams? Why should I study cinematography when my dad wants me to study math so I can eventually take over the family business? Why should I bother to dream, pretend my life is gonna be any better than the misery others live out?'
I couldn't simply answer that question in a short line or two. So I wrote this.
I hope, pray, that there are a hundred others out there asking themselves the very same question. And I hope that to them, too, this might be an answer.
This is a rather complicated story. Enjoy it, don't get stuck too much if you don't understand something, just read through it, it might all become clear in the end.
I would like to thank Lydia once again for the wonderful thumbnail. Couldn't be more fitting. You rock! Check out her drawing and painting and dabbling in digital art here: [link]