A wise owl

Photo by Petr Ganaj on Pexels.com I trust what he says, and you must admit, these days, trusting what anyone says is rather unusual. Our sad truth is that we are surrounded by constant lies, wherever we turn, whenever it is. This is the spectacle, aggravated a thousand times. So, now, I only listen to … Continue reading A wise owl

November retreat #WritersWednesday #amwriting

The place suited them, him, and his owl. The owl too loved the wilderness, the immense skies, the many creatures who inhabited the desert. They had their routine. Before their night visit to the mountain, he would dismantle his weapon, in total obscurity, a puerile exercise practised eons ago, in the academy. Then, slowly, his long … Continue reading November retreat #WritersWednesday #amwriting