A consolation for those who have been always ashamed of themselves, of their nature, and of their sins, the ones who couldn’t afford looking at themselves in the mirror, seeing their blood dripping from their nose when they’re anxious, and screaming when a glass shard enter their feet… Life isn’t about running away from yourself, but running after it, grasping its core and healing from wounds.
*** Chapter three/ final chapter: The angler’s daughter***
