Posts Tagged: swimming
Upon those who step into the same rivers, different and again different waters flow, said Gaia. Julia listened quietly, her eyes focused on the candle’s dancing flame.
Among the kids diving in the lagoon Antonio alone cultivated a passion for drama. The submerged floors were his stage, fish and algae and the occasional friend his audience, a combination of exploration and staging his art. He assembled weighted furniture
At night Mario disappeared for hours and returned in the early morning, often very wet. Mario was the only cat Julia had ever heard of who liked water.
Wormholes make separateness irrelevant, Mark said. You are here and there almost at the same time. Plus, they hold matter in air, undisturbed by gravity. Let’s get to work.
I have never seen a wormhole, much less been into one, said Mark. You may know, or not know, that what we are describing is a swarm of minuscule living creatures able to transport anything, including a human body,
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
Gaia could not wait for Julia to return. She attended school in the day but her mind was always distracted. In the evening she would swim for two, three hours in the thermal pool in Campo Vignoni, until there was
Gaia emerged from the depth and swam with Julia to the balcony. They were helped out by the girl who offered a red towel to Gaia and a Yellow one to Julia and an apple to each of them.