Beyond stage and screen, I’ve poured my creativity into writing Fractured Paradox: Liche Zone Saphir, now published on Amazon. It was a labor of love that let me explore stories close to my heart. Sharing it with readers has been thrilling and humbling, and holding the finished book made me proud of the journey from first draft to final copy.
Fractured Paradox
Liche Zone Sahir
He lives alone, untouched by affection, lost in his own thoughts, until she enters his world. Together they explore their hearts and minds through late-night conversations and shared philosophy. As they uncover their deepest truths, they grow closer, but questions remain. Are they falling in love, or is something else connecting them, something fragile and hard to define? In this quiet, introspective journey, the lines between love, kindness and vulnerability blur.
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CHAPTER6
“And I left. I left without looking back because, with my own dirty mouth, I once again proved how stupid, pathetic, and ruined I am. I ran away from my house without looking back, even when it was the last place where I hid from constant human cruelty, villainy, and just people who should never see me. How wretched and tormented can a human being be, so as not to be able to shut his fearless and all-powerful mouth in time? And really, why do nice people cover their soft and bright, but sometimes black, as mossy stones and ink, souls and keep them away from others when the only thing that should be locked away are the critiques mouths? It is one of the most evil characteristics of human beings, ready to annihilate the owner who holds it. Mouths!”
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CHAPTE 6
“Do you like her?” the Voice quietly whispered.
“I think I love her.” When those words gently flew out of my mouth, something strange happened. It seemed like the rain had stopped. The snow-cold drops stopped falling on my head, but instead I heard incomprehensible sounds. It was like the sound of little monster paws clawing at your chest to get out. It sounded like rain, aggressively drumming the top of the umbrella. I looked up.
“Do you need an umbrella?”
That was her—so magical and hypnotizing, perfectly pictured and beautiful—the divine spirit, my little demonic angel, all in her ideal appearance. My heart jumped off within me.
“You came?” I asked.
“Even though you never called…”
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CHAPTER7
“I wish I wasn’t living like this. Torturing oneself with their own incredibly stupid and simultaneously brilliant ideas was one of the most hurtful qualities that God (or whoever created us) could give humans. I hate it. I hate it when my own mind works against me. Aren’t we supposed to be an organic whole? Why should I suffer every time, because I am not built like they are?” She rose immediately, pointing to the dark of the window with her index finger. “Why didn’t they turn off my mind too? Everyone’s brain is shut. What’s wrong with me? Have I done something really cruel in my previous life?”
“You are a thinker,” I whispered.
“Yes, and I hate thinking. I want to be like them, moving forward just because the wave is pushing them. They don’t use their abilities because there is no need for them to do so. And I do not notice any need for me to use mine either.”
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