Today, I had a conversation with Time. Yes, with Time itself. It’s not a metaphor—or maybe it is? Sometimes, in those quiet moments that feel like a scream, I find myself talking to… well, myself. Asking questions I’ve been too afraid to answer until now. But today was different. Today, I spoke to Time, and […]
Autumn drapes its veil like a mantle of gray velvet over the gardens, and the flowers of this final season dance at the sunset of the year, like delicate ballerinas at the close of a performance. In a house where the echoes of youth never knew the call of wedding bells, a young woman reverently […]
Wandering is an art, a bending of the soul toward the edges where forests whisper tales, and roads begin to sing. To the one who wanders, the world has no boundaries, only fragments of a story he writes with each step—a sentence abandoned on a hillside, an unspoken paragraph in the murmur of a river. […]
October is a weary dancer, taking its last bow amidst the silent applause of fallen leaves. The trees shed their golden costumes like actors at the end of a play, stripped down to their simplest, barest forms. The air grows thick and bittersweet, like a last sip of dark wine lingering on the tongue before […]
Imagine yourself at a small, forgotten station on a cool October evening. The sky is violet, and a gentle breeze carries the distant scent of autumn leaves. On the platform, a few old wooden benches are covered in a thin layer of dust, as if they’ve been waiting for someone to use them for years. […]
Imagine a world where everyone wears a mask, not to hide, but to reveal what they fear most: their own flaws. In Răzbunarea slutilor, Rodica Ojog-Brașoveanu invites us into such a world—a place where appearances mean everything, but underneath them simmer deep frustrations, unfulfilled desires, and a thirst for revenge that takes unexpected forms. At first […]
October arrives on the hills like a masterful painter, laying down carpets of gold and red. The fallen leaves, like petals from the sky, settle softly on the ground, a delicate reminder of impermanence. Their passage is gentle, almost whispered, as if nature itself seeks to keep the secret of this quiet transformation. Above, silver […]
Life is a complex journey, often marked by moments of loss and rediscovery. Sometimes, we find ourselves wandering down unfamiliar paths, desperately searching for that version of ourselves that once felt solid and grounded. But the truth is, we don’t always find ourselves where we were lost. Sometimes, loss isn’t just a passing experience but […]
It’s that moment again. You’re standing at the edge of something, staring down a path that splits in too many directions, your hand frozen on the doorknob of possibility. You can’t seem to take a step forward, even though a cold wind pushes you from behind. You’ve reached the end of a road, and beyond […]
We smoke halfway, we read halfway, we rejoice halfway, and, in the end, we love halfway. We become so accustomed to living in fragments that even each step we take becomes half-hearted. We search for pieces of meaning in incomplete things, laying out our lives on awkward templates, living a life cut in two. We […]