At the gate of her heart was written, "The entry is prohibited." But love came laughing and saying "I enter everywhere".
A story in which two souls will find string of comfort in each-other and pull them out to make a yarn. In which one will act by the heart and the other one by the brain. They say home is where the heart is, but how can something so forbidden feel home? And yet you can't help but want the forbidden fruit, even knowing that you will have to suffer the consequences.
She was his safe place.
He was her chaos.
She was the peace of the war going inside him
He was the liveliness of her soul.
She was the art in his life.
He was the rainbow after the storm in her life.
What started in beatiful mountains ends up with fire...