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The Quest… – FFFC

    And now what????? Cameron stood at the edge of the forest and stared between the tall trees. Knowing all too well that he was scared to death of getting lost in the woods, she had assured him that she’d meet him at the border of their worlds. He had done everything she had…… Continue reading The Quest… – FFFC

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The room… – FFFC

      Sneaky bitch! Well, to be honest, he thought, she wasn’t sneaky at all. It wasn’t as if she was doing it on the sly… Still, he was stunned, standing in the framing of the door. He pulled the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, and lit himself one, not even wondering…… Continue reading The room… – FFFC

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Lucky…(Wilfred, the retired gentleman)

  Linda had always earned her name… She was, indeed, beautiful. Always had been, even in her bad days. She was beautiful all the way, inside and out. He knew it, and even if the years had worked against them, Wilfred had never given up. And boy, was he glad he hadn’t. They weren’t meant…… Continue reading Lucky…(Wilfred, the retired gentleman)

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“Let me be your voice” project – Sleeping with the enemy…

As part of my “Let me be your voice” project, once again, I am honored to host the story of a lovely reader who sent me a painful recalling of her past. I wish there were no such stories to share, but since there are… I hope letting it out at last will help and…… Continue reading “Let me be your voice” project – Sleeping with the enemy…

Blogging · French · November Notes · poetry

Micro-poésie du vendredi…

  Pour lire entre tes lignes Et interpréter les plus fous de tes rêves J’ai simplement fermé les yeux Et posé les doigts sur tes lèvres   Helen Keller, moi? Jamais… Mais le frémissement de ta bouche Révèle la sihouette des secrets Ce qui t’émeut, ce qui te touche   Je devine, je ressens, je…… Continue reading Micro-poésie du vendredi…

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Je t’aime…

Twenty four hours ago, I wouldn’t have dreamed of telling you these 2 and a half words openly! They were there in my throat for years… But I couldn’t. I did love you with the purest love of all, but I had to keep it to myself, only showing you by little gestures along our…… Continue reading Je t’aime…