“I am RED, like LIFE.”

The cover of a book, the scent of its pages. Infinite worlds, infinite protagonists, infinitely different voices.

Others’ worldview.

Understanding a point of view different from mine enlightens me, often with greatness, unfortunately it is not mine.

Imagine places where I’ve never been, hear their voices, see their colours.

Scrolling through others’ lives with your eyes.

Hearing its breaths on the worlds’ roads.

Knowing when they stopped to think about the thousand souls of man. I have been in their company, from afar, with discretion.

I hope I have lightened the weight of some thoughts and warmed their hearts.

I am red, like life.