Tag: story

edge of time

Soundtrack: Within Temptation “Edge of the World” (click here to listen) “What’s going on?” The boy was nearly hysterical. The man in strange clothes, the kind the boy had never seen in his young life, shrugged. “When time surges happen nobody knows what’s going on. All you know, although with

across reality

  “The House of Visible Thoughts is a dangerous place.” “Why? What’s so bad about it?” “It’s a place where reflections live,” he said softly, shaking his head and turning away. “It used to be a place…” Silence swept away his voice like a sudden gust of wind. “What… place?”

the apparition

He walked into her line of vision, stopped and studied her for a while baffling ten hells out of her as to how he could even see her through both panes of the glass and pitch black shadows. And yet he was holding her in place with invisible hands, head

Into the dark

Walk with me to the places you dare not imagine… The darkness is back. Anybody surprised? No? Good. When darkness falls over Venezia, there is a good chance you might find me wandering the streets of Dorsoduro. It has become my favorite sestiere ever since I spent a week there

what have you done…

She was standing in the room flooded with light that felt as corrosive as acid. Breathing was difficult. And yet even the acid light couldn’t burn out the truth that lied naked in front of her. The deed had been done. It’s consequences irreversible. The pallor whiteness had taken over

man in the dark

I sit here fighting the most ridiculous feeling in the world that just refuses to let go of me. Why am I still thinking about some guy I glimpsed for no more than few minutes, if that much, on some campo in Venezia and photographed just because he looked so

theatre

Venezia loves theatre. Venezia is theatre. Venezia is theatrical and I love her for it, because I am dramatic. And the streets around La Fenice theatre are especially magical in this regard. Im normally a tad afraid of the dark, but I am unable to resist nightly walks through this

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