brilliance

Brilliance

His intellect was rumored to be inexhaustible, unexplainable, inappropriate, heavenly serene with a placidness to calm our inner fears yet through his heightened intelligence somewhere with words filtering through his mothers whom he had lost the ability to reason with his peers or any persons insignificant. He felt to understand himself best he must isolate fear and hate and love with his thoughts, alone. This disturbance had always plagued him in a trail weaving behind like the tail of a giant beast.

I would truly be lying to you, reader, if I said he was below me, thus reducing your opinion of me and the story always depends on you so I must state, “He was brilliant.”
His brilliance had no bounds it suspended and superseded time and space themselves, his thoughts never stopped. The only other noteworthy characteristic he displayed was his courage which existed only to test and prove his brilliance.

This place I lead you to now is the day in which he combed his hair straight, parted in the middle, made sure his shirt was buttoned properly and tucked in perfectly seamless throughout, laces tied in double knots as to not come undone in his traveling.

His mind set out that day to deny the body to experiment with fate, his calculations had drawn him to perceive that this was to be the day for experimentation.

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