Tag: souls story

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — Under the hat Days and days without any sound, just the same bicycle parked in front of the house. From the room, a dim light which...

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — The help he needs The tracker Stumbles and bounces back, a dead branch of a tree dissolved in the wind. It’s just another dark shadow passing...

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — Drawing the cold The evening is just a yellowed piece of paper desperately trying to picture a cold town. How do you illustrate a cold sensation?...

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — Death Dying is so easy that no one wants really be next on the list. Or too difficult, perhaps? Maybe it’s just the dread of finding...

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — The crowd Every human being and every culture which learned how to avoid stepping on the grass, must learn how to live together with solitude as...

— Read in Italian — — Read the previous one — The encounter The colours and the sounds are fading away, colours in the eyes of a man drunk of life. He drops the bottle and P-ach-sh...

— Read in Italian — — Read the previous one — At the market Markets are complex places, full of colours and voices. Sometimes theatre and cinema try to replace the murmur of crowd just saying Walla Walla All together. But if you have experience of markets, you won’t...

— Read in Italian — — Read the previous one — A patient certainty Between one of the few certain things you’d find in your existence, believe me, you must add the 8.05 of every Monday morning. In a red bricks buildings with a noisy neighbourhood, an alarm awaits...