fitzgerald

Jay Gatsby, a figure etched in opulence, eternally yearned for a piece of time that had slipped from his hands like sand. Daisy, his one and only love, echoed in the hollows of his extravagant mansion, her laughter resonating through the silence of his solitude. This tale reaches beyond the sheen of Gatsby's life, to the fragility of his heart that loved, lost and aspired.

In the glamorous French Riviera, one could always find a vibrant display of wealth and allure, drawn from every corner of the globe. Amongst this sparkling society lived an American couple, Dick and Nicole Diver, who glowed with a particular radiance. Yet, beneath this façade of glamour and opulence, there was an underlying layer of hidden melancholy that slowly started revealing itself.

Amory Blaine, once the embodiment of Princeton's privileged youth, drifted aimlessly through the bustling streets of post-war New York City. He had lost his fortune, his status, and Rosalind, the woman who had breathed vibrancy into his life. Poor and disappointed, he found himself succumbing to the menacing whispers of lost youth and slipping away from the embraced illusions of grandeur. His heart was still burdened by the earthy scent of Rosalind and his mind still echoed her melodious laughter, yet he knew he had to let go. After a final flicker of her image, he humbly accepted his existence on this side of paradise.