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Reflections on the Thursday Murder Club I found yet again that joy of reading at night at 8–9-ish PM, with […]

The perfume that took me back to the Sistine Chapel I’ve recently discovered fragrances. I mean, going in depth with

The magic tree of wishes …an enchanted love story. From one girl to another With the tip of her toe

A peculiar encounter in the middle of nowhere Nothing felt the same anymore. She felt the moment she put her

Reflections on “The Little Prince” 109 pages in one morning. And that’s how I knew I hadn’t read a good book

The raindrops have thoughts. Did you know? The wild rain is pounding hard on my windows, like a bunch of

The train you never want to take Once the train doors closed, Jolie felt a dusty smell lingering in the

Any day might be my heyday This article is part of a Substack I have recently begun. You can subscribe

Make your own kind of music And suddenly, she woke up after the first two rings of her alarm, followed

A night at the castle As Amaia took another step, she felt the wet mud hugging her ankles. She looked