Mary After Midnight 

For a second, you let your eyes run over the first lines of a new page.  

Your first page of the day…  

Your eyes feel like they’ve broken free, impossible to stop now. Your mind fills every second with dozens of letters, words, sentences. Thoughts drift through your head, intertwining into one — creating a kind of beautiful chaos made of ideas, assumptions, emotions.  

You find yourself alone with a book. Not the first, and certainly not the last in your life — but somehow, this one feels different.  

Without even questioning it, you let it become a part of you. It flows through your veins, stirs your blood, seeps into your ordinary day. And it takes you by the hand, leading you through its pages into a new, imagined world — where emotions reach their peak and spill over into quiet tears, laughter, adrenaline, trembling, sadness, even hysteria.  

And no one in the world could dare to ruin this magical moment…