“She appeared, as on previous nights with a disfigured face, cold touch and ice breath. I felt that shook me, sinking into the old chair. He handed me something,barring my hand tightly.” This is the sign, “she whispered . I tried to let go, but her skin was becoming faded and dark, mingling with the…… Continue reading microterrores
I did not know where the end of it all was. I had often wondered about the lack of white clouds in this world, however there was good weather, clouds … what? If only they had blue clouds as the most transparent and scarce sky. Hence the blue grass? Who knows. A blue grass growing…… Continue reading Coloring the world
A drop does not flow
a drop does not expect
an unwanted drop
a clandestine drop in the morning.