Posts Tagged: compassion
04.39
A small woman with a cloud of white hair on her head opened the door, smiled and said nothing. Julia took her shoes off and followed her to a small space behind a paper wall, where she left her
04.37
When Julia reached him, the man pointed to a wooden house shadowed by a large oak tree. As they arrived at the door, the wiry man laid the bag at Julia’s feet, bowed and left. Finding herself alone in
04.36
Julia started running. Not here, she screamed at the first crossing, looking left and right. Not here, she screamed again. Then he saw the man with her bag, a couple of hundred feet from her.
04.36
Julia started running. Not here, she screamed at the first crossing, looking left and right. Not here, she screamed again. Then he saw the man with her bag, a couple of hundred feet from her.
04.34
It was hot and humid in Tokyo’s morning when Julia disembarked the airship from Helobiae. A wiry man was waiting for her on the airfield, holding a square piece of paper with Julia’s name. He took her bag and left, walking
04.31
Julia returned on the airship’s bridge at night, wearing gloves and a long coat. To protect her eyes from crying she was given a pair of goggles and to protect her head a black hat with an orange pom-pom.
04.29
In the early morning, when everyone on the airship was asleep, Julia opened the hatch that led to the bridge and got out. The air was freezing, the sun just dawning over the darkness of the land. Julia shivered
04.27
Julia was brought to a small, wooden cabin. It was warm inside and glass lamps were dangling from the low ceiling. A round porthole allowed Julia to look out towards the sky. From there she could see the Island
04.22
It was still dark when Julia washed her face and dressed up. She kissed Gaia, fast asleep, on her forehead, took an apple for the bowl at the center of the table an looked out of the arched window.
04.21
This is a starquilt, Kristen whispered. On the quilt, each stitch a star and all stitches a starry sky. Julia kept sleeping while Kristen laid the quit on her. Take it with you on your trip, it will measure
04.21
This is a starquilt, Kristen whispered. On the quilt, each stitch a star and all stitches a starry sky. Julia kept sleeping while Kristen laid the quit on her. Take it with you on your trip, it will measure
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