30 June 2014


«Looking around him, he spotted the glorious full moon silhouette, peeking among the tree’s branches. The sight of that unique, yet familiar vision was like bumping into an old friend in a foreign city. Its discrete glow was just enough to allow him a satisfactory perception of the surroundings. Not that he needed for he was pretty sure where he was going.» 
                                                 By Raquel R. in Short Story number 11 

 «It would be better for me … that multitudes of men should disagree with me rather than that I, being one, should be out of harmony with myself.» 

1 comment:

Shoko said...

beautiful words, as always.

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