A journey into creative storytelling!
She invited him in, closing the door behind him, and found a vase for the roses while she asked if he would like some coffee. He placed the box on the table. ‘With pleasure,’ he replied. She felt his eyes on her back as she walked out to the kitchen.
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It was her birthday. She so wanted to see her friends, but because of the virus and the quarantine it was impossible to invite guests… But suddenly, unexpectedly, the door bell rang […]
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What can one do, to feel the touch of inspiration, yet not descend into the dark atmosphere currently weighing like a blanket of leaded down upon the world? For me, the answer is very simple: you visit your virtual friends!
And thus […]
He stopped at the sweet stalls, finding what he was looking for. The saleswoman, a charming and affable girl, wrapped the jar of fragrant honey he had bought in thick paper. But when she was about to give the goods away, she suddenly look thoughtfully him and smiled mysteriously. […]
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She stood by the window, enfolded by the music of November. A cold and gloomy wind threw the fallen leaves mercilessly throughout the garden while low-hanging grey clouds threatened with rain…
She was sitting behind a large screen, editing her new photo. She was so focused on this that she didn’t hear her friend entering the room.
“Wow! That looks totally amazing!”
She turned her head at smiled at her friend […]
“Mother.” The Holy Word.May the Light of her Love be a shield from all evil. Envelope us, protect and guide us, in our life.And may we, in turn, cherish and love Her, for all that She is and means for us. When I was a little girl, my granny told me a story about a […]
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She was a creature of the Sun. But in this land there were rain and clouds and with time she became more and more sad and weak. Then her husband, the knight of her heart, built for her a castle on the highest of mountain tops within their lands.
It was, maybe, not the most practical of decisions […]
She was very beautiful and stylish, and people called her “Snow queen” because of her cold heart. She loved flowers and snow. And when he asked her, what she would wish for, as a gift. She told him, “A snow flower.”
He tried to find that flower everywhere, but no matter where he looked or how far he travelled there was no such thing. […]
They were running and running as fast as they could and they almost reached the forest. But suddenly she stopped, supporting herself against the garden fence and breathing heavily. “I… I can’t run anymore.”
He carefully crawled up the hill and looked down, back at the village, taking care not to be seen. “They are following us,” he told her. “They are questioning people. And – they have dogs.” […]
