Adam writes for others. Love letters. Breakup notes. Farewells folded into envelopes no one opens twice. He sells the illusion of feeling to strangers who've forgotten how to feel. Until one day, a certain Sorin Ionescu knocks at his door. Sorin, a man alone, in love with a mirage, comes seeking from Adam the words that might, perhaps, make him real. That request, foolish in its sincerity, unsettles Adam's routine and draws him back into the long shadow of his own despair.
Because this story, for all its modest appearance, strikes at what is essential: what remains of us when words are no longer enough? When solitude settles in like a creeping mold? When even writingthe last raft of the castaway, feels too heavy to carry?
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