‘A thousand years of silence in a goblet of calcareous blue, of distance and moon, fashioned of the bare geography of night.’ I remembered the words of Pablo Neruda, the […]
Read more »The lake shimmered in the afternoon sun. As the water lapped against the boat, I sat back and closed my eyes, enjoying the brief respite from the heat in the […]
Read more »The red and green enamel whispered against my skin as I fastened the necklace around my throat. In the mirror, the diamonds, the size of small pebbles, shone brightly. Though […]
Read more »The pale red stone monument seemed golden in the morning light. It made for a beautiful sight – tall, proud and immeasurably patriotic. Tourists, like me, thronged around the area, […]
Read more »The fort appeared tall and majestic. A sea of red against the myriad colours of the city. I craned my neck to examine the tall gate as we walked towards […]
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