Water of Hope: Naturally Special

By Ryan Swift

About the book:
Profoundly subdued since the very beginning of time, the author Ryan Swift, outrageously proselytizes his "heinous" and "unnatural" masquerade into his potency through the neo scandalous story- "NATURALLY SPECIAL: WATER OF HOPE". Extenuating the charade for the first time, he absconds through his dissembled effeminacy and "disease", bestowing his heart, a gift of an ideal world. Inconspicuously looking fiction turns into a non-fictional vista as Ryan reminisces of his reality, jostling down the ideal world of love and homage, which he had once started with. The novella encapsulates the tear-jerking romance of two teens- Dylan and Daniel. Ryan (original: ARYAN) asks his characters to commit the implausible deeds which he could have only envisaged. The story commences and endswith a carnage.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pencil
• Release date: Jan 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9789356100329

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WATER OF HOPE

NATURALLY SPECIAL:

BY

Ryan Swift

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© Ryan Swift 2022

Published in India 2022 by Pencil

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DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. The opinions expressed in this book do not seek to reflect the views of the Publisher.

Author biography

A message from Ryan Swift, (originally Aryan):

I have written this story with my soul. Having faced an endless cycle of oppression and curbed feelings, I longed to express my repression through the story of Daniel and Dylan. To begin with, nobody has assisted me. This has been scribbled in a closet. I tried to escape my identity through this story.

No one is cognizant of my writing. Maybe the appellation is too offensive to be projected. Since the beginning of time, I’ve hidden something special. At first, I refused to believe it, even tried to turn a blind eye to it, but when I turned ‘NATURALLY SPECIAL’, I didn’t even recognize it. I was 13 when things started to show up. 

It was all in media then. India, in 2018, made a historic verdict. I was no longer a criminal. Yes, I’m still closeted. Too afraid to come out! The society, which I call my very abode is exceptionally toxic and conservative, to the extent that such special people are often killed, or they attempt to suicide.

Did I choose ‘it’? No.

If given a choice to change, I won’t really. To know my feelings, you need to read the story of Dylan and Daniel. It’s not truly fictional! Believe me.

Contents

The Capsized World of Melody

The Unforgettable Encounter and the Change of Perceptions

And It Sparks……

The Blossom

Is It People’s Choice

The Painful Mating

The Start of the End

Stay Away!!!!

Will He Die

The Capsized World of Melody

Sequestration from one’s own flesh and blood is undoubtedly a heinous event, typically a nadir, an uncalled fucking nadir in someone’s life. There exists no consolation for this part of one’s life. And what makes this even more devilish is the fact that such sorts of silences, separations and voids are unavoidable and comes in everyone’s life certainly. Certainty-Why does it occur? If we are never destined to die or that death won’t be ineludible and certain, life won’t be a lesson anymore. In such moments of displeasure, if one has been relinquished to love, the undulating life turns easier and more comforting.

But what if that very love leads to another cycle of distress? Another cycle of separation and sacrifice. It smashes our souls into smithereens. Someone who was of a selfless heart, a kind heart inflicted with affection, someone who caressed our hands of despondency- What if that support gets confiscated?

Hibito, a city which has long been recognized for its culture, glory, and magnificence is now into racks and ruins. Recent terrorist invasions and furious intrusions proselytizes Hibito into a land of agony. Swaddled with melancholy and helplessness, the city has been rendered lifeless. Only a place for medicos to scrutinize the strewn cadavers!

Hope-an ambiguous, sort of a gibberish emotion, is now extant only within the unsurpassable boundaries of the last, down in the dumps heirs of the destroyed and dead families. Hope -to