Le bateau devrait arriver bientôt, en tout cas c’est ce qu'a affirmé l’équipage. Cela fait maintenant plus d’un mois que Mayka, le voyageur solitaire navigue sur la mer de Brume. Tout comme des centaines d'autres passagers souhaitant se rendre dans les DownIslands, il s'est embarqué pour un long et monotone voyage à bord d'une gigantesque frégate marchande....
"Everybody forgot about the sea," she muttered. "All they can recall is the silent sound of clouds touching the shores. It seems we have always been floating in the mist. Fog, sky and sun, this is all we know now." ….Don't even remember the song of the sea….Don't remember when earth was floating on an … Lire la suite The ladyshell seer
My thoughts float between the earth and the sky. Quietly laid on the grass , I'm waiting for the morning wind to blow so I can watch the sunrise. I woke up early on purpose. But for now we are deep in the clouds, can't see anything past my feet.Damn mist ! Ha there it is ! … Lire la suite DownIslands, Mara
I'm now wandering in our little piece of paradise enjoying a sunny afternoon. I see the trees, how big and healthy they have become, how fresh are the shadows they cast on the bench we used to sit. I remember how small and fragile they look ten years ago, tiny trees lost in an empty … Lire la suite Growth
Since my return I decided to go out and take care of the garden. I don't spend that much time working on it, only one hour or one hour and a half. But I try to do it everyday... I already feel the changes and if I concentrate hard enough I can almost see the … Lire la suite Our memories