I was allowed to walk o Special Data n its surface, breathe the methane air that made up its atmosphere, feel the poisonous heat on my skin. I was in Mekar and I wasn't there, a ghost of daydreams, a child who never abandoned his imagination, a man tired of earthly existence who took refuge in the imaginary worlds that he created. On the multicolored beaches of Mekar I collected shells with unusual shapes, liste voice of the sea, calling for my help. The Silent Seas had broken their oath and returned to speak to the thought travellrs. They told me melancholy stories through the barbed shells scattered on the beach. Each of them had something to say, as I listened intently. And it was at that moment that I saw the spray of the sea like tears of pain.
She was bitter, not salty, that heatless water that bathed my face. I cried too, on the thousand-colored beaches of Mekar. But that day I swore to the Silent Seas that I would return. I would never abandon the oldest life in the Universe. Note 1 – See the story Yathïs . Download as the post in PDF - Print this post Share on It TAGS: BONSAI TALES , DREAM TALES AUTHOR: DANIELE IMPERI(2072 ARTICLES) tti's official website . I wrote the book The 22 Immutable Laws of Blogging . 2 COMMENTS UNDER THE SKIES OF TURAIS – A 300 WORD STORY Sunday, January 8, 2012 at 5:07 am Reply […] 1 – See the story The beaches of Mekar. Tweet Filed in Stories on January 8, 2012 – Add a […] IN THE SILENT SEAS – A 300 WORD STORY Sunday, January 15, 2012 at 5:03 am Reply […] 1 – See the story The beaches of Mekar. Tweet Filed in Stories on January 15, 2012 – Add a […] LEAVE ME YOUR OPINION Name and email must be real.