Daylight had danced, Fegor was exhilarated. "So long awaited," he whispered. Time for buying and selling shares. At a face glance, Fegor was in a daze about the chaos of the market opening. His blood was dead cold.
The descendent of gods of price action. In derision of the loss that pierced his heart, he kept plugging.
He heard the whisper of an angel, "Too many losses too quickly, why not take a break?" Fegor slammed his fist on the desk in anger.
From another angle, he imagined that he must perceive the painful depletion. In anguish, uncontrollably, he destroyed all that he had built. He thought, "If only I had stopped."
A white bird landed on his window. "Beautiful animal, where did you come from?, he asked the bird. Animated at the valley in its eyes.
"Why does it seem you cry? Little birdie."
Feeling no animosity towards the market, he closed his trades for a break, before getting ankle-deep in those troubled waters of losses.
A knock on the door, and Fegor went to see who was there. Desert covered his heart at the sight of Maria. The love he thought was designed in the heavens, was deserted.
"And what do you want Maria?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to cheat on you. I'm sorry it happened."
"Perhaps, I got what I deserved."
"But it's all over now. I've moved on. Please stop disturbing me. What's done is done. You made our paths diverge." Fegor slammed the door at Maria.
He thought to himself, "My initial capital has dwindled. And the source of my pain arrived at my doorstep. What sin have I committed?" Fegor fell on his bed, and slept like he was dying.
Waking up after an hour 30 minutes later, he felt a dynamite of positive energies flowing through his veins. "I am a dynamo." He said to himself.
He corrected his dysfunctional approach to his trades. He got into the fight again - rejuvenated, and aggressive, like an agent of the new order. His agnostic self died as he transformed into his higher self.
He grew wins after wins, like black berries growing in branches on an elder tree. The scent of profits was electric. Like electricity, he opened his door to go buy Whiskey.
Maria was crying on the floor. An electromagnetic wave passed through Fegor's heart, in the elbow room. Maria became once again the emerald of his eyes. Wiping her tears away, he took her back.
