Tag: Italy

Stolen heroes and the gods of dead peoples brooded in the darkness beyond the road
It’s better if no one knows of our plans
Women understand little of these things
Never show them you’re afraid
The wind can be a little scary here
Where are the people who live here?
Some secrets are safer kept hidden
I trust you no more than I did before
I command whisperers, not warriors
In truth, I was made to sing for kings and high lords
I’ve never had a friend before
Most men would rather deny a hard truth than face it
Have you ever seen a dragon?
Makes you wonder what lies beyond
He had run out of words
He liked the way the air tasted way up high
A lens is an instrument to help us see
You might at least humor me with a smile
Listen to the darkness
The closeness of this place felt strange to me
It’s so easy to hide these days
How did it get so easy to be anonymous?
Everything above is frozen and stiff, but down below it moves along
Things were good this way for a long time
I know it’s you out there
As usual, there was no sign of life outside
He knew that he would get no answers
What kind of vacuum are you filling?
When a vacuum forms, something has to come along to fill it
He had made up his mind. He was not going to be afraid
We have our own way of doing things
He wanted to live a normal life like everybody else
It is the place where he is meant to be lost
There shouldn’t be any humans here
Being young, he has a lively curiosity and is ready for adventure
As soon as he closed the book, he had to come back to the real world
Of course, reading novels was just another form of escape
There were funny stories, moving stories, and violent stories
So even though he was an alien he was never an outcast
He lived a different kind of life in a different world
Wherever I looked, I saw me
Gone fishing
It was hiding under a fallen branch like a scared animal
All your certainties are being blown away
There were a few clumps of devil’s pokers
People were charmed and captivated
Boys and girls get the same treatment, like it or not
The roadside ditches were full of jumpweed and slashberry
The light from above was emerald-colored at first
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