Foreword

When day turns into night, the shadow falls, when the Moon passes the Sun, an eclipse occurs...

When two completely unstable people get together, something goes wrong, because calling the devil is not the same as seeing him arrive.

Or that's what the stars in the sky dictated, the moment we met, sparks ran across our skin longing for the chance to touch each other once more, but when everything is broken, so broken, it can't be repaired.

Wealth blinds the hearts of the brave, and chains like a prisoner in a torturous death those who long for freedom, a freedom that can only be dreamed of in fantasies, and yet, in said fantasies, there will always be an angel who is not what it seems, because his words are so sweet that they are cloying, and his wings are broken from flying near the sun...

It is then when good becomes crooked, and evil seems fair, but they are only disguises that hide their true nature, because two can play at the same table, when the cards are only key pieces of those who bet everything, in exchange for nothing,  because he who owes nothing, fears nothing; and he who fears nothing is because he has already won in secret; and whoever begins with lies will fall into a web woven by them, because there is no secret that does not come to light, just as there is no evil that lasts 100 years, but there can be a body that supports the burdens of betrayal, disappointment, lies, greed and rebellion have created, leaving sanity on a fine line between what is correct and what is immoral; stating that even the bravest hearts are extinguished, and dominated by the perversions of the mind, soul and conscience...