Clasineah

Where the eye can not see

Immerse yourself... walk the hidden road to Clasineah, take those eyes that see... and see... Look at the invisible and see what is there, all the eye can not see. Look upon the story, and look once more, and you will see you. A writing to be born. To come into existence to be given away. The meaning and the writing are one. The story is a gift, returned to the one who first saw it, the one to whom it belongs. No worldly words it can be written in. No whisper can reach that far. No spoken languages can sound that far. No worldly eyes can cross the breath of distance. This is the story of a smile.

A journey that crosses the boundary of our world. A tale of drama, romance, and the dept and quietness of the human shape. Souls intertwined across worlds. A belief forged in hardship. The unfading force of one day and a smile it captured. A smile shared, a soul shared, one heart shared… across worlds. A child runs, hides, far away, a distance away.

Look at that world from where you are… a world away.
Look at it from far away, from far beyond its reach.
You shall not see that world, but your eyes shall, and you shall not know, for your eyes shall not tell you.

Sleep quietly... while watching... and wait, wait there... there in the emptiness where only nothing can exist, where there is no time and memories can not be, where the past and present melt into one, and the past... has never been. One day… maybe… one day... one smile...

Maria stands watching as he descends from the train. Something in him has shifted. A quiet unease rises in her, she does not know why, only that she must stay close. Keep him near. Keep him safe. She leans close, whispers in his ear, “When you come back, the first you will sense is my being. The first you will feel is my body. The first you will see is me.” A teardrop slowly forms in his eye, carried away by a raindrop before it falls into the nothing. Maria hides her sorrow. Her sister will ask their parents to forgive Maria. She saves Niko.

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Gallery of Images

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in front of the same story

An open book resting on a wooden table surrounded by autumn leaves.
An open book resting on a wooden table surrounded by autumn leaves.
A cozy reading nook with a warm blanket and a steaming cup of tea.
A cozy reading nook with a warm blanket and a steaming cup of tea.

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