Quantum Entanglement

Prologue

Boboteaza(Romanian religious holiday upon which’s Eve young girls dream of their future husband,if they do certain things,like bake very salty bread without drinking anything before going to bed.In their dream they’re gonna be offered water by their betrothed )

The dream was always the same. The music of the wind chimes and dance of the lens flares.The abundance of light creeping through the cracks of white.The blurred lines,the dance of shadows and light bringing into being a shape,a face.The feeling of happiness,of meant to be,fulfillment,as it is in heaven.

His face like the face of a god bathed in sunlight.His eyes like two Gachala emeralds or the stars in a midnight sky.His lips like a rosebud.The light he brought with him as if he was made of it,shining through, lighting up the universe, as a sense of inner peace and goodness.

He smiled and the world filled with laughter.

A sweet music was playing in the air and a sort of buzzing like the buzzing of bees,came from all around,reminiscing of a choir of voices chasing each other until they all came to the same conclusion.

„Yeshua”said the androgynous voices as one in a whisper.

Excerpt from the book Quantum Entanglement

The picture,Drowning Princess, by the photographer Jvdas Berra, is the one I initially wanted for the book,just that it's 46 000 $.