NOTES OF YESTERDAY II
She slept quietly among the flowers and dreamt with an isolated goat from the flock. She jumped through the cliffs, implused by her self-love, by her curiosity. Free of the guilt of others till the highest part of the precipice. Fearless. Enjoying.”
The sky irrigated the green mantle of grass and the sun illuminated the woods, but the stunted tree every day more scrawny was haggard trunk. Wrapping of nothing. What could he do if his sap wasn’t able to suckle his branches? Poor fearful, he had forgotten something important. Several birds flying from his future to call upon his memories and watch over his awaken.
Believing making senseless, he deprived his branches and cleared his trunk. Everything fell his rotting fertilised the soil. The singing of the birds and the wingbeat of their wings quivered his shell. The woods trembled and; in that very moment, the orange lightning floaded everything. The sap started to flow with intensity through his branches like a river in a tempest. The being who forgot to be, emerged.”
BEFORE WAKING UP
IN THE SEA
One day, bragging about her new skill, she bumped into an odd being. This one told her that the depths of the sea cried because there was no longer a princess but just another mermaid.”