«The steepness of the trail had pushed his body to the brink of exhaustion, so he stopped, and sat down in a big grey rock. At that point, the silence was so overwhelming, that the burden of the loneliness he felt inside his heart began to overpower his thoughts.»
By Raquel R.
in Short Story number 5
«The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune’s spite; revive from ashes and rise.»
Miguel
de Cervantes
