Farther than Waq Waq, closer than the vein

The sweetest narration is what is farther than "Waq Waq," and closer than the pulse of the vein. And honestly, I must clarify that the distant here may be impossible, and the mind cannot imagine the occurrence of its counterparts in a time similar to our times, but still it is something to be lived, and we feel it surrounding us, and the strange thing is that we do not see it. Therefore, it was necessary to record it by creating some holes in the storytelling, or making it appear through poetry or imagination, so that the reader might imagine that it is within the bounds of occurrence, and capable of existence.