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Under the moonlit night sky-A tale of unspoken melodies
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Under the moonlit night sky: A tale of Unspoken melodies
By-Arjun
The night unfolded in a breathtaking display of celestial beauty. The moon cast a silver sheen on the beach, and the stars shimmered like diamonds in the vast, dark canvas of the sky but for Issac, a 25-year-old young man it was a very lonely night.
He was on the beach sitting all alone, gazing at the black night sky filled with stars, in the distance with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
The lovely night broke and shattered like his heart and the stars shivered and cried for his grief. The sea joined him to share the burden and the wind tried to comfort him.
Moonlight, once a tender blessing, now draped Isaac in its silvery shroud, casting shadows on the mosaic of his emotions. The moon, a celestial mirror, reflected his heart's lament, echoing the complexities of love in its gentle glow.
Isaac, a man with a heart as deep as the ocean, found himself at the edge of the world, gazing into the abyss of a star-studded night. He was not a very talented person, but he had a steady job and most importantly a good heart. He was also a very good-looking lad.
Issac loved a person for a very long time, her name was Amelia and they went to the same college. She was very beautiful, kind-hearted and was very good at studies unlike him. She was in a high position in another company and he admired her wholeheartedly for her accomplishments.
She was now getting married to a co-worker and it was a love marriage. He knew that they loved each other dearly and he didn't even get the chance to confess to her. Issac was now regretting why he didn't do so.
If he had asked her out before him if he dared to confess to her, would her love have found him? He doesn't know and I'd doesn't matter now. She is already in love with someone.
The thought of missed opportunity gnawed Isaac's mind, disrupting the tranquility of nights. Sleep, danced just out of reach, leaving him to wrestle with the shadows of what might have been."
Behind him, there was a female silhouette watching him from a distance. She was thinking about whether to step in and comfort him or to watch him from the sidelines like she always did. She was really worried and didn't have time to think about these useless thoughts.
She walked there and sat near him, resting her head on his shoulders.
A poignant silence draped over them, an unspoken language echoing the depth of their shared emotions. The weight of unexpressed words hung in the air
In this world, no one cared for Issac more than her. She always supported his decisions and helped him.
She was always there for him, the only person who would do anything for him, his best friend Isabelle. Even after all this time he didn't know how he found a really good friend like her.
To Isaac, she was not just a friend, but a canvas of compassion, a masterpiece of sweetness that had graced his life.
She was the...
Under the moonlit night sky: A tale of Unspoken melodies
By-Arjun
The night unfolded in a breathtaking display of celestial beauty. The moon cast a silver sheen on the beach, and the stars shimmered like diamonds in the vast, dark canvas of the sky but for Issac, a 25-year-old young man it was a very lonely night.
He was on the beach sitting all alone, gazing at the black night sky filled with stars, in the distance with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
The lovely night broke and shattered like his heart and the stars shivered and cried for his grief. The sea joined him to share the burden and the wind tried to comfort him.
Moonlight, once a tender blessing, now draped Isaac in its silvery shroud, casting shadows on the mosaic of his emotions. The moon, a celestial mirror, reflected his heart's lament, echoing the complexities of love in its gentle glow.
Isaac, a man with a heart as deep as the ocean, found himself at the edge of the world, gazing into the abyss of a star-studded night. He was not a very talented person, but he had a steady job and most importantly a good heart. He was also a very good-looking lad.
Issac loved a person for a very long time, her name was Amelia and they went to the same college. She was very beautiful, kind-hearted and was very good at studies unlike him. She was in a high position in another company and he admired her wholeheartedly for her accomplishments.
She was now getting married to a co-worker and it was a love marriage. He knew that they loved each other dearly and he didn't even get the chance to confess to her. Issac was now regretting why he didn't do so.
If he had asked her out before him if he dared to confess to her, would her love have found him? He doesn't know and I'd doesn't matter now. She is already in love with someone.
The thought of missed opportunity gnawed Isaac's mind, disrupting the tranquility of nights. Sleep, danced just out of reach, leaving him to wrestle with the shadows of what might have been."
Behind him, there was a female silhouette watching him from a distance. She was thinking about whether to step in and comfort him or to watch him from the sidelines like she always did. She was really worried and didn't have time to think about these useless thoughts.
She walked there and sat near him, resting her head on his shoulders.
A poignant silence draped over them, an unspoken language echoing the depth of their shared emotions. The weight of unexpressed words hung in the air
In this world, no one cared for Issac more than her. She always supported his decisions and helped him.
She was always there for him, the only person who would do anything for him, his best friend Isabelle. Even after all this time he didn't know how he found a really good friend like her.
To Isaac, she was not just a friend, but a canvas of compassion, a masterpiece of sweetness that had graced his life.
She was the...
