Posts Tagged: maps
To draw the floor plan of the most amazing building she had ever seen, Julia spent two whole days visiting different apartments, saying please and thank you countless times, leaning out of windows when necessary, peeking in closets and
In the morning Julia visited the maps museum. It housed maps drawn on paper, on wood, on silk, on linen from centuries past. Some of them represented islands, some cities, some were floor plans. An ant crossed her table.
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.
The food was tastier on Julia’s last dinner in Helobiae, but harder to swallow. She chewed and chewed, her eyes fixed on her full plate. Get going girls, tomorrow’s the big day. We’ll take you to the Airfield and
My stomach hurts, I cannot eat. Julia’s head was bowed, her plate of paccheri with ricotta and cherry tomatoes untouched. Gaia banged her glass against Julia’s. It is very good and my belly hurts too. Julia looked at her.
Before time. Islands absorb the attitude of their residents. Ilonoa, the quiet island, sees few people around in the morning, and never has a seaman been born in Vesper, the island of builders and makers.
Before time. Nomadic living is based on running, to hunt and remain alive. October, 1811. All 16 years old kids take part in the first Helobiae run, covering the length of the legendary extension of Amelia’s Labyrinth, about 33 miles.
Mark was startled by Julia early in the morning. She had a smile on her face. I think I understand now, the game is not how things look, it is how things work. Mark quietly prepared a cup of chocolate