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The Color Crimson

Just a thought
Reality vs a whole new world . I love exploring new stories ,escaping from a room filled with despair, disappointment and uncertainty to a world with hope and a happy ending .
Where you could become the perfect main character and win over any obstacle. Even though your life seems to be on the brim of failing ,one or the other way you triumph over it. Emerging a winner .
I stopped playing otome games when I turned 15 ,had to concentrate on my studies ,fulfil the common dream every Asian Parent see for their children. Honestly ,while I was able to live up to that to some extent ,the perfect worlds I created slowly started disappearing ,my main character lost her face, her voice and finally her soul . It was as if they never existed ( Well did they ever ?)
Now 15 years later ,I came across Love and Deepspace .It was just this face of Sylus that attracted me .I contemplated for weeks before finally downloading it . The attraction I felt for his face slowly turned into affection for his character ,that perfect world started forming a shape again .

Now 15 year old Dawn would have loved it ,she would have been lost in her perfect world and not cared about anything else but 29 year old Dawn ,she just cannot afford this luxury still I cheat sometimes and steal some moments from my day to escape reality . Its wonderful ,I forget everything ,becoming the main character of my perfect world , just an everyday hunter saving the Linkon City .

Here by “The Color Crimson” I wanted to express my feelings when I have to leave my perfect world ,when I have to leave my Sylus behind that glass screen .How I, who had left everything behind 15 years ago is again going back ,even though short-lived my escape has paved a new way for me and for that I am Thankful.
My little Birthday Present For The Crimson Eyed Dragon
The souless eyes take a dark turn,
Chasing the color crimson
A desire to own, Mea ignis fatuus.
Maybe it was the lifeless breeze,
maybe a siren’s song.
It flowed with the haze
Chasing the color crimson
A deal so vile ,it fractured the view
Lost in the daze ,this dawn was new.
The shadows danced ,while reflections blurred.
The soulless eyes ,takes a dark turn ,
Chasing the color crimson
-Dawn
