"What keeps you awake?",Kureo had asked his wife one day while underneath the sheets snuggling close with a dreamlike haze on his eyes. His wife sat propped against the headboard of their bed with a book in hand. The soft white glow of the orient shaded nightlamp emanated against her features and accenturated her sombre gaze. Turning towards Kureo she merely smiled and recited a line from the page she held open-,

"~One was a book thief; and the other stole the sky~".

Both have forgotten those days of what is to love so deeply that words and expressions and trivalities have long since disappeared in what might be called a seeming amalgamation of daily routine. The book thief has long since had her book besmeared with bloodstains as calligraphy; and the other painted his own sky black.

Nights stopped coming with the soothing peace and warmth that it did before; nor do the books and the deep sleeps remain in their melancholy eyes. A long forgotten dream it seems; one that seems as distant as a fantasy, a dreamland. All her solace was; but the stolen sky and the silent winds. Katsuka shook herself from this stupor and with the corner of her eye checked if the infant was sleeping soundly. She saw the gentle rising and falling of the chest of the little thing and confirmed her doubts when she saw her sleeping posture and sparce staccatoed breathing. She slipped out of her sheets and pulled on her silk nightrobes and walked towards the open balconey. The refreshing night air stung her white skin; the glint of her tears from her countenace had long dissapeared; but her mascara told a different story. She looked stunning; an example of a diva even with black mascara lines on her cheeks; her neck length hair fluttered slightly and she looked at the sky...

The sky, such painted such a vibrant red that could be attributed to that of the maddened artist who cuts his veins, who let his blood flow; to find that perfect red to bestow upon the thin lips of his maiden.

There comes a revelation when one stops crying; when one's ruins tower taller than the person ever did. When one loses her past self to the deeds that she commited currently. A time comes when all emotions lose their way to only the sly trickle of determination like that of adrenaline in an IV. It is not instantaneous; nor is it steeled but it is certain.

She inhaled deeply while closing her eyes and then she exhaled deeply as if she was letting go. As if she would be starting anew and looked out at the horizon..

When she felt two arms on her waist that she took a moment to recognise as that of Kureo. A ghost of a smile flashed on her lips as she mused inwardly and asked,"What keeps you awake?".

Kureo breathed on her neck,

"~One was a book thief; and the other stole the sky~"...

-Neil Idoyitshi ( DATED 23/06 /2016)

Surprise...Okay, so a lovey-dovey chapter for you bastards who have been requesting one for a while. Romance isn't exactly something well versed in so here you go. Feel free to berate, humiliate and enrage me in the comments like you've all been doing this while. (As if you guys will stop if I tell you to😬)

Ummm...what do I generally do after my first four lines that no one reads?

Aha...sarcasm... (I meant Shoutouts...Honestly I did😇)

Okay so, an enormous shoutout to my network operator for not cancelling my line as I didn't recharge and giving me an extention, also to E3 for hyping me up yet again for games that don't work above 10 fps on my ancient Rig and a stat one to my greatest pals and mentors on , lifeisahiddenriddle and crystal013 for being casually epic. And last but not least to everyone of you guys who still support the two bit nutjob I seem to be.

So, coming to the line that nobody, not even great feminazi can ignore,"Keep supporting like you guys have been doing all this while. And comments, reviews,questions and suggestions are always welcome" ... (That was anti-feminist right?)

It has come to my notice that you dudes question my joblessness and have explicitly asked me to make an "Apology" where I apologize to various people. Well, if you could see the tone i use when I'm cursing the entirity of humanity in asthmatic phase of rage, I'd probably win a 10000 dollar prize in a particular home video show. (Love you man😗)

Anyway, being the attention seeker and the internet-whore that I am (not), and just out of pious appreciation of my reader's critisicms I will do my best and tell you guys to visit a psychiatrist. (God, How jobless am I ?)

So , like always, I'll stop rambling and spare you my retardedness (Is that even a word?)

Very Ambigous Random Question The Day...*fanfare* Source:- Asked via media by fangirlof_dayear

Q: I love your writing style and will from now on be your yandere fangirl forever...okay?Xoxoxoxo

A: (*shivers run down my spine*) Awkward scilence...

(P.S: So, I did actually publish a chapter even while facing great odds...and ummm...as far as the double chapter is concerned...mothers day is right around the block...so keep your fingers crossed...Im early...no..I'm late...no...Im...possessed...Bawahahah)

(Next update on 27th june 5 am IST)