Think of a book like those Kinder chocolaté eggs, you know the ones you find tiny little toys inside. You break the egg, eat the chocolate shell and then begin to assemble the small toy. A book is exactly like that. You open it, knowing there is a story in there, but not quite sure what it is. As you go deeper into the book, reading more and more, you begin to "put the pieces" together, like you do with the Kinder toy.
If journalists could be persecuted and jailed for what they do ; then why not smokers and mobile-using drivers as well ? At least journalism doesn't kill.
Every now and then he would open them wide and for few seconds stare at the darkness surronding him, seeing murky blue objects so hard to identify surronding him. For a fraction of a second, he would recognize these objects as other than they truly are.
We are all vilains in someone elles fairy tale.
Words are loudest when they are not spoken.