“Awaken!” — whispers a voice from the depths of the ocean, gently nudging her vulnerable body toward the surface… “This is not a place for you, lost one — an impostor duckling!” — a pod of dolphins, by pushing her body, as if mocking the weakness of a human nature beneath the water. “Wake up, breathe now!” — that wise, tender female voice from the Mariana Trench sounds again, as her sleeping face reaches the surface. Not to rise in revolt, Not to avenge, Not for hurt, pain, o

"Destroy my world!"  — his voice echoes in his own head, above her lifeless body floating on the surface of the Mariana Trench. In broken...

Death is not merely a biological phenomenon but represents the end of existence itself.

In deception, there are two faces of the truth: the deceiver's hidden motive and the deceived's hidden greed.