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About Halcyon Wings

I rather like to describe my book as following a fashion of writing with a fine stylus created by myself. Though my mind was perplexed, I implored GOD for great support and strength. Then, the ardent passion fumed with a cloudy surprise, and the creation came, though night by night I strived as the flow came. The book has writings about hope, hopelessness, rage, warmth, God, love and Nature¬. I left my home at the age of twenty-six and had a primordial lifestyle, searching for reorganization, recognition and a stream of knowledge throughout this stint. There was one life that I unveiled and thought: a life with Literature and passion. I found the blossom from the rarest corner of my life. Halcyon Wings was my invention to grasp liberty in a very tranquil way, inside painful elegies, also in memory of my dear friends and relatives who passed away in the past and kept a memory string that joins you readers, if you will read them aloud. These written passages, along with the memories – from one who never wants to keep anything buried within himself – are there to let another know how overwhelming was the painful terror in the beaten tracks.

And with me are multitudinous manias that embark in the scintillated pathway of my mind. Creations are more often reflected from the aesthetic gulf that dares to work anew, to write against the modern customs of the World’s present, wretched entertainment.

In my book, I chose to be myself, the one who vows a new cultural age, the dreamt passions still athwart from the soul. One who wrote his Non-fiction work, a book called Halcyon Wings, amid solitude, with a quest waving in me since I enjoyed the wonderful world of mysteries that tempt me to write— as they were my own feathers of freedom to fly. There was a conflict in my life, the agonies that overtook me in all the forms of its glimpses. The past is a terrible dream that awakened me to rouse the effectual sound of self pleasure, since no horror spoilt me. I lost much happiness —dear ones, relatives, friends¬ —though inevitable, to nature’s deep philosophical will, and these are losses that I, as a humble student, still know. My greatest author’s support website is “Cultural Book”, the platform where I started writing and posting my ideas. There I found their cultural values and the greatest roots of literature, and it remains a source of distinct pleasure.