The voivode stared into the void. He clutched his red mantle of rulership closer to his nightclothes. In the silence, Father Ioasaf’s words echoed through the stone halls as though spoken both by man and by fortress:
‘Perhaps the lord does not wish to share his grief with his unworthy servants. Perhaps he will find peace if he shows mercy to the Church.’
‘Have you known many kings?’
‘I think they were three. One gave me this very house. Ferdi. He would have made a good husband if he hadn’t been so possessive! And, you know, already married.’
It says here that this tattoo parlor is offering a buy one get one free promotion for couples, only on Valentine’s Day. I am starting to regret we’re not gay.
Even though you can barely call his a sweater when it is snowing outside, the old man is cheerful when performing. Unlike the people who get out of the subway in suits and fur coats. Their faces are gloomy.
In the countryside of Ardeal region, a naughty and orphaned boy gets to stay with an aunt that does not have children. When the impish child destroys her house and garden and upsets a neighbor, his aunt tells him that she is getting very pissed at him.
– Hit me, auntie, kill me if you must, but…
– From where he is now, he will be able to better watch over you. I tried to answer in all seriousness, although it seems funny to me that he is younger than me and speaks like old people do.
Then, I showed it to my mother, 58. Job: Failed mathematics and physics teacher. She was more of a literature aficionado but she was pushed towards a technical profile because that was the only reputable field during communist times.
When the third leaf turned brown, I was convinced that the Universe was sending me a message: I would die alone. I prepared to move it to a different pot, with soil mixed with wood charcoal and finely grinded brick. Little rocks at the bottom of the pot, covered in a thin layer of sawdust. When I took out the plant, I realized…
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