This is the second chapter of "between rivers", campare to the first chapter which now I would describe as graphic poetry, this next chapter is just a journey of my imagination. Reading is a huge part of my life, I love novel, poetry, essay, even psychology paper.Sadly, I'm not good on words, all I could do is trying to graphiclize those words into stories. All you see here is just a metaphor of imagination created by my own observation of life. As someone who's still learing his craft, I could turly hope, when day, me and my works would turn out decent, elegant and free.