An Introspective Night

The rain drenched her.

The leaves were soaking wet, and they stuck on the dirt road like a carpet, forming a dense and shiny weave. Looking closely at the pine needles, Emily could glimpse some drops of rainwater. They got stuck in the mud on the irregular green surface and set, showing themselves as light reflected off a mirror.

Last Dream

In the afternoon on September 8, the sun was shining, and the air was pleasantly salty. The day smelled like a shell that had been taken from the ocean and left to dry in the warm sun.

My mother and I were walking near the sea, we were talking about something, but I can't remember what. I was glad to share a stroll with her. During our time together, I sometimes looked beyond her eyes, and I could see the blue.

Safety on Board

She's flying somewhere, mulling over her thoughts and worries. Onboard several passengers are reading. Others are silent, unable to fall asleep.

Keen

The moon was in the last crescent that night, and the trees' branches bent as shadowed claws on the path he was walking. A mournful, melancholy cry broke the dead of night. He sped up his pace, his heart on his throat.

Elapsed Among The Stars

We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. 

Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love... 

and then we return home.

Australian Aboriginal Proverb

Another afternoon passed. 

The orange evening light coloured the living room, and the pendulum on the clock relentlessly marked the time. Since yesterday an annoying buzz spread all around at irregular intervals, but at the moment everywhere was still damned silent.

Only the chaos inside me is desecrating the illusory quiet night..., Alioth thought.

He went back to the armchair and closed his eyes. He realised that the noises outside had stopped, and they had been replaced by an annoying silence. He had not eaten much in the last three days, and he felt frail. 

The White Candle

Empty with echoed silence, the house held the odour of burned incense.

She turned the card and smiled. It was a smooth surface and slightly yellowed, faded on the right-hand corner. She examined carefully at the illustration, and gently brushed the back of the tarot card.

But that happened one day a couple of weeks ago, and she couldn't remember exactly when.