Sometimes we fear The things we need the most for that very reason.

Time.

Time is an imprisonment.

Do we have enough of it? Will we ever have enough of it?

Few people know the true repercussions of time.

But I do.

In order to fully live, to make something of the catastrophic events we call life, we must always remember time.

Time is a measurement.

Time is a prison.

The love for light is trumped by night.

Few understand the difference between night and day excluding the light.

But I do.

Night is dangerous.

Or so we think.

Day is safe.

Or so we know.

Night is our dreamscape; the time we have where everything is possible.

Or so we think.

Day is our true dreamscape; for everything we do in the day represents what we try to do in the night.

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Time. A word that worries most. Do we have enought of it? Will we ever have enough of it? It's a scary four-letter word, but not as scary as this one.

Love.

A word that worries all.

While all want it, few know the true repercussions.

But I do.

Fear.

Fear is the greatest side-effect of love. True love.

He'll ruin me.

But I want to be ruined.

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Ruth Greene doesn’t have much excitement in her life. Ever since her so called dad left her, her world is surrounded by piano, school, and, not to mention her besy friend, carly.

Suddenly out of nowhere, a mysterious man named Felix drops into her life, bringing along mtsteries, excitement, and himself. Will she want the life Felix has offered? Will she accept it?

This is the story about Ruth. This is a story about finding herself.