Captioned. "Hamlet", I conveyed to the store assistant. "Oh, such a Tragic art piece but worth reading.", he smiled. I glowed at his words. He climbed up the ladder to find that one piece from the ocean of works, neatly stacked against one another appearing impatient to be pulled out. " A Midsummer Night's dream for me, please.", said the boy in green. He smiled raising his eyebrows with the most curious presence. He looked like an angel, right from God's lap. Taller enough to outshine your insecurities, muscular enough to hide someone in his embodiment, eyes so shiny as if he would pierce through the dark and catch your being from sinking and smile so gorgeous that Daina would come down to be with him every night.
