Thoughts and dreams of a forever loafer

ROMANIA | Friday, 21 November 2014 | Views [224] | View Smaller Image

The silence is overwhelming, it seems that time here has frozen into a sort of eternal spring. While looking around, my eyes find scattered bones on the side of the path. They look dry, the creature who owned them must have perished too many days ago. Frightened, I continue my journey trying to block all worries from my mind, trying to imagine the glorious peak ahead.

Getting deep into the forest, the atmosphere becomes heavy and the colours are crude, I feel like everything is breathing around me. Shady silhouettes seem to erupt from the trees and last autumn’s dead leaves trap my feet, revealing muddy grounds.

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After two hours of walking without rest, I realise I’ve lost direction. The path must have wittered a long time ago, I don’t know where I am. I look around and I can only see trees, dozens, maybe hundreds of them, like soldiers lined up in the battlefield.

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Thoughts and dreams of a forever loafer

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