Somewhere in the world, that white thread that began to creep in the sky looms over you, the dawn beats, the breeze blows. The colors mix between the ..
A trilogy of short stories bound by a single thread: the unforeseen movement of fate, with all its shadows and light, its cruelties and its mercies.Wr..
There is always something called beyond the event but what if beyond the feelings...someone?Someone who penetrates us possesses us and possesses us, f..
I got goosebumps when I learned that this person sitting in front of me is the person I once loved,I kept staring at his face with full attention, wai..
She is not a child..It is not a feeling!It is something that fascinates the eyesAnd it has a different charm that astounds the mindsBecause, quite sim..