Tag: italian

Tiny, forgotten, god

A god? Imagine you’re diving into the water. First, you start a quick, constant descent that makes even the stones turn their necks in envy. The air will leave your lungs, followed by the blood, which changes into a gleaming blue color. One by one, even your lightest thoughts...

The dealer of souls: the job

What a job! <<Why the most odd job, between all jobs?>> They call it a job! Working has a sense only if you wake up angry and tired in the morning. You have a job when you knead the bread, make sausages, produce some cheese, or at least you...

Why writing a kids book?

Leggi in italiano. Just imagination It was long ago, I was a kid. Long before I was mature enough to start questioning myself. In my mind, there wasn’t much space for anything else than fantasy. I sat in my room, surrounded by white walls and all of a sudden,...

Who’s Glovy?

The twigs’ snapper In the forest Glovy After only a few days of traveling, Nodo started to feel down. He had never left the city before, and he wasn’t entirely sure about eating any of the strange smells he found around him. Imagine his fear of smelling an unknown...

Hey, that’s Nodo!

Do you know what a chairs’ mover is? Once upon a time… This is how a story usually starts, correct? Well, let’s imagine, for a second, that this is not the case. See, behind the light blue curtains, there is a creature, and we know this because his big...

Go back to the future

Aliens Now that I’m falling from the clouds, only now I fully understand the essence of the air. It’s not just a shape, is a shape of life, alive. When it wants to, it can be the wind that flows and escape from your open hands outside a car...

The train

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — I’m a train I’m a train. An iron belly running fast over immense skates. Once being the soul of a train wasn’t as easy as right...

Treason!

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — Under the hat Days and days without any sound, just the same bicycle parked in front of the house. From the room, a dim light which...

Waiters

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — The letter Only M. knows the truth. Or part of it. What I know is that we don’t have much time to loose, since the guy...

Run!

— Read the First Chapter — — Read the Second Chapter — — Read the previous part — — Read in Italian — Death Dying is so easy that no one wants really be next on the list. Or too difficult, perhaps? Maybe it’s just the dread of finding...