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Yours now… (June 14th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate……… Continue reading Yours now… (June 14th FFF)

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Speachless…

  Just breathe… She couldn’t believe how very nervous she felt, sitting in the café. Everything was painfully familiar, and she wished she found a way to make herself at home in a place that had almost been that once, back then… Home. Her fingers apprehensively ran on the different cardboard menus, she still knew…… Continue reading Speachless…

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Show time…

  Sit down… Let’s get you ready! It was that time of day, their almost daily rendez-vous. They spent most of their time together, of course, but these were moments they spent all alone. Far from the crowd, and the cameras, and the questions. Alone, together. He lit up the vanity, and looked at her…… Continue reading Show time…

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A Muse Day…

Previously posted on July 30th of 2018.     Everything was set. The new day could begin. She had opened the shutters, lit the wood oven and put water to boil on the stove. Everyone of her moves was precise and weirdly graceful. A well prepared ballet she had practiced and perfected along the months.…… Continue reading A Muse Day…

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Reunion…

  Do you still miss him? Quite an innocent question, but Jordan knew it was taboo to talk about him. She also knew she had, as my very best friend, the exclusive right to cross that line. The sun shone bright, and the spring wind was blowing softly on our faces. I took a minute to listen…… Continue reading Reunion…

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What doesn’t kill you…

  Ink your running lightnings of dark bruises all over my back! Hurt me so good… Your thunderous growl shakes my bones, makes me bow… Drown me baby, my lungs long to be filled with your burning fury. Breathing… a feeble caprice, if you ask me. They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger……… Continue reading What doesn’t kill you…