If you like to read, I love to write. But I feel recently that you have been goning away!
If you like me to write as I used to do then give me a signal. You will then witness how I transform from a human into a bleeding pen.
Right now I am a bit drunk but I feel like rewriting an old story written by a philosopher who lived in the 12th century.
That story had been translated to Latin in 1681 and later translated to other European languages.
It had been celebrated by a few yet distinguished number of minds over there.
The story was written from a philosophical perceptive, but if I rewrite it my own way, I will make it easy to tell even to little children (as you may know or not know, the most important thing in this world to me is childhood).