"Journal intime", deep and shallow philosophy, roving mind and ranting writing.
Sunday, 25 January 2009
The room light dimmed slowly, it was bedtime.
–Grandpa, tell me a story, please, –whispered the child in a drowsy voice.
The old man looked at the child with half a smile drawn in her face and began:
–Once upon a time...
And the time stopped.
Fragment of "L'arrive" by Ehma (Emmanuel) from La plague de Blâne-est