15 April 2014


«The late night breeze came in, unexpectedly, through the open window, revolving the hot and dense air. The tinkling sound of the wind-chime propagated its melody through every room in the house and that sudden stir on the quiet atmosphere propelled his energy levels to the point of felling a hint of restlessness taking over him.» 
                                                 By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11 

«The wind must have heard your voice once. It echoes and sings like you.»
                                                                                     Henry Dumas


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