Too many people forgot the very meaning of listening… The rain is pounding heavily on the living room’s tall window panes. I knew walking back home, that there would be no spending the evening out with Victor tonight… I knew when I rented the house that there was no tv here. It is…… Continue reading Shush…
Oh how I miss the feeling of your lips, whispering your mountain secrets so close to my ear that I would have sworn they were a little voice in my head, never leaving me alone… Never in a creepy way, though, just like a warm presence, I could take along, walking in my forests.…… Continue reading Your mountains, my forests…
Cyranny's Cove 