Lovejoy Mlaba 
As we disappeared into the city, one thought echoed in my mind: The Novel In Real Time isn’t just a book. It is a lifeline, a beacon of hope in a world suddenly dark and perilous. And I will do whatever it takes to see it through, to uncover the truth and reclaim my life.
The notion of picking up where I left off became a quagmire. A boggy terrain where my creativity sinks into the weight of my own expectations.
The night never pretends to be anything other than itself.
It is unapologetically dark, mysterious and free.
The beauty of life lies in its unpredictability, in its undulating rhythm. Just as nature’s grandeur, the ebbs and flows of existence can bring us to our knees or lift us to our zenith.
You’ll find yourself not only exploring nature but also connecting with it on a deeper level.