Layla A Constant Blur
There was a rising, not a rise
Sight of all, faculty of sight in mist,
As speak the fall, unlike sun
Rising again, to set for the moon
In the meantime, of all seasons
Like passes the May and stuck the June.
Summer-Autumn all there were
All a season, name befall upon her
‘Winter, winter called upon as winter can’t.
And when the deer hunted down
Grown the snowflakes of winter’s rant.
𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 – 4 🌟 /5 🌟
𝗧𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲/ 𝗖𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 –
The cover is quite impressive, and it gives an artistic feeling. Frankly speaking, I picked this because of its cover at first. The title ‘Layla A Constant Blur’ sends the vibes of some mystery hidden artistically.
A vulnerability becomes the power of the mind in a quest of truth, in a gone forever of beloved Layla amid unexpected arrival. Amidst manifestation of everything that is, but love as truth that exists in it non-existence alike curse of a poet. The main protagonist of the book is Nakin and Layla. Let breathe your eyes such a saga that has hues of artistic shades. What would it be to pass by an artist, professor, archaeologist, victim of trafficking, and more in the seek of truth hard and lies comforting as silent vices? Nakin encounters them all after speak he about the rose being overrated a flower of the funeral and speaks to Grace a counter about death being a journey void, as from once claimed Layla about art being the silence of an artist.
In a nutshell, the book has a unique plot and talks about several topics and scenarios. The author has amazingly expressed emotions.
The books revolve around Nakin, Grace, Thamin, and Winter. The characters are well crafted.