Description
On occasions such as a unremarkably cozy winter night, its effective to get lost in fantasies. Fantasies of lost world, of distant stars and of time travel. One such fantasy of mine is travelling to the heart of few cities in the world and live as a local for a while. A new identity, a new place, new job, new people but the same me inside. But that would mean I would at least have to be a few centuries old to cover cities across the world. I was always fascinated by the book "The picture of Dorian Gray" , I wondered about how he felt to live as an almost immortal character. If he could talk to me, would he tell me about how exciting the world was or would he go with "All that glitters isnt gold". Maybe he would tell me the woes of seeing the world passing by and you being stagnant and stuck at one place. Or rather warn me about the consequences that the lust for youth brings? let's just get on with today's adventure.
chapter 1: Eternalism
