Posts Tagged: flying

05.47

  A paper bird was flying in a wooden box.

05.47

  A paper bird was flying in a wooden box.

05.09

  Standing on the edge of Campo Carmine’s pool, Julia thought at what Mark asked her. What exactly was the sensation she felt when she fell through a wormhole? Was it hot or cold? Was it pulsating? Did she feel

05.09

  Standing on the edge of Campo Carmine’s pool, Julia thought at what Mark asked her. What exactly was the sensation she felt when she fell through a wormhole? Was it hot or cold? Was it pulsating? Did she feel

05.07

  Mark welcomed Julia with a wide smile and a long hug. He observed her drawings of the floating islands, suspended in the air but where gravity still applied. He listened at her description of falling into a bottomless canal

05.07

  Mark welcomed Julia with a wide smile and a long hug. He observed her drawings of the floating islands, suspended in the air but where gravity still applied. He listened at her description of falling into a bottomless canal

04.99

  On the day Julia took the airship back to Helobiae she recognized the shapes of the islands floating between the clouds. She slept

04.99

  On the day Julia took the airship back to Helobiae she recognized the shapes of the islands floating between the clouds. She slept

04.88

  On the island of Miyake five men are meditating, their eyes fixed on the Izu Islands. A tiny man with knotty hands guides their thoughts and bodies with few, gentle words. A kid enters the terrace, his voice a

04.88

  On the island of Miyake five men are meditating, their eyes fixed on the Izu Islands. A tiny man with knotty hands guides their thoughts and bodies with few, gentle words. A kid enters the terrace, his voice a

04.83

  Music played in Julia’s ears as she fell from the sky.

04.83

  Music played in Julia’s ears as she fell from the sky.

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

04.27

  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