On his way from work one day, Rafael thought he saw on the side of the tracks a man prostrate, his head dug in the ground.
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On his way from work one day, Rafael thought he saw on the side of the tracks a man prostrate, his head dug in the ground.
It hadn’t always been like this. In fact, it was mere days since this forest was a place of whimsy for her. She had wandered around, creating fantasies of a lover who would whisk her away and give her a happy ending...
It was almost time. Their arms were raised high towards the stormy sky, the language of the ancients spilling from their lips in a dark murmur. The temple, long since abandoned, rumbled around them.
We don’t see each other as often as we used to, do we? We’re all busy. That’s how it goes. But I’m glad we have our moments.
beauty /ˈbjuːti/
noun
a combination of qualities, such as shape, colour, or form, that pleases the aesthetic senses, especially the sight.
“I see pictures of happy people, videos filled with music, laughing and partying. And I don’t know how to feel. All of my friends are there. All of them are having fun. I’m not.”
“I’m lost. I’m lost in a maze of my own making. It is deeply familiar, yet I do not know it at all. Maybe I am destined to roam this vast unknown for eternity. Have my stars led me astray?”
“I am watching everything in front of me, noting one thing after another in my mind, for no particular reason. Nothing has truly caught my eye, though many familiar faces have gone by this window. And then… then I see you.”
The icy wind and low temperatures of winter may seem like they’re trying freeze you in your place. The cold air may even feel like it’s following you and attacking you whenever it can. But that’s probably just my imagination… or is it?