The dreadful angel

03. August 2017 Writing 2
The dreadful angel
What is the meaning of this life? What is the sense of existence when hope is long since gone? What is the meaning of wandering aimlessly through this existence as a mourning soul? Lost, tortured, desperate. What is the point of being part of a reality that you cannot reach, which in your eyes is ...

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Ink heart

Ink heart
Many days had passed since that first moment when he realized that something in his body was changing. All that time he had been struggling to hide it, but now it had reached a point where it was already too difficult to conceal, in which the curious eyes of those around him inevitably perched on ...

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The magic in music

19. July 2017 Diary 2
The magic in music
There is something special in music, something that is able to touch us in a way that we could have never imagine. And that is because music is a total constant. Every single sound can end up forming a charming melody if you listen to it carefully, if you are able to feel its essential ...

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A small paradise

18. July 2017 Diary 2
A small paradise
How naïve I was, it has been just two months since I finished my last year of college, and considering that I only needed to do my thesis work, I thought I would have time to do many things. Time to read, to write, to draw, to go out to take pictures and many more ...

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Happy first “blogniversary”

13. July 2017 Diary 4
Happy first “blogniversary”
It’s been exactly one year since I started writing this blog and now, looking back, I have to say that I’m very happy with how it has been working. It is true that I haven’t written as much as I would have liked to, but I have written much more than I thought at first; ...

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A Darker Shade of Magic

A Darker Shade of Magic
Being in Cork I bought a large number of books. I found a bookstore where my beloved classics were sold for 3 – 4 € and, of course, I couldn’t help it. One of the many afternoons that I spent immersed in the great bookshelves of the bookstore I found three books that caught my ...

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Her reflection

Her reflection
It all began the day she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror smiling with all her heart. That slight but sincere curve on her red lips was something she had never seen before on her very own face. She stood paralyzed in front of the mirror, watching her reflection, watching how that little ...

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