It was a moment half of the truth seemed visible. The Fog moved slowly but then stopped and left the imagination picture what might be behind the white smoke. Helpless as I felt, I had no choice but to try to look self-assured. Did I? I cleared my throat and asked "And what if summer came…?" I realized when I uttered the last word how desperate I sounded. Silence prevailed and summer seemed like the hidden truth in a crystal ball that no one could see but in which everyone believed.
13 July 2013
What If....
It was a moment half of the truth seemed visible. The Fog moved slowly but then stopped and left the imagination picture what might be behind the white smoke. Helpless as I felt, I had no choice but to try to look self-assured. Did I? I cleared my throat and asked "And what if summer came…?" I realized when I uttered the last word how desperate I sounded. Silence prevailed and summer seemed like the hidden truth in a crystal ball that no one could see but in which everyone believed.
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