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Os Olhos de Narcisa
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No warning, just a little creativity and tenderness for people's lives.
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Prima pubblicazione
28 de agosto de 2012
Ultimo aggiornamento
28 de agosto de 2012
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"Every step I left behind Every road you know is mine Walking the ten story line Say you'll still be by my side" - Beautiful Crime - Tamer /> A man is unjustly convicted of heinous crimes, and the only way to not pay for them... is to commit them. The system has been corrupted. There is no mercy in revenge. And LOLA is the only hope.
Once in my life I broke all the rules of the regulation... and I was happier than all the rest of my previous life. It is clear that all the immeasurable flame has now become a simple illumination sufficient to pass well the rest that I lack. Evaluating this way, it seems that I narrate a fact of my youth, when I am already an old person, whose clock is the best and worst enemy. No, I'm young, but I no longer set fire to the rain, or run aimlessly for the wind to take my sorrows away. This time I broke the rules and I was happy, I did like Lisbela (Lisbela and the Prisoner), I burned my whole life at once to live intensely, and today I tell you my story, I show you how I followed my life after the watershed that made me what I am and inspired, directly or indirectly, 16 of my 25 short stories published (on this site) and two more paper novels, apart from the assaults that affect me, sudden ideas, fleeting dialogues and unlikely scenarios. As most often, it is dedicated to I.L. , but not because I still love, but because I will always love US.
Alfredo is about to say goodbye to his best friend, with whom he is in love. It's the last summer before seeing him leave for college, and he needs to figure out how to deal with his emotions and not do anything desperate.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again. Helena is in no hurry, nor is she afraid, and she does not let herself be swayed by pretty words. But every rose has its thorn. When two such different presences cross her path, she will discover that it is not possible to keep everything under control at all times. One calms, the other sets ablaze. One is shelter, the other is storm. For even the gentlest calm holds a flame, and within the storm itself there is already a harbinger of tranquility - each heart carries within itself both the flame and the breeze that can extinguish it. Be careful not to lose yourself. The labyrinth is yours, and only you will find the way out.
In a city devastated by war, we follow the journey of two survivors who have learned, each in their own way, to live with violence, loss, and loneliness. He does not know that he saved her life. She knows only that he is more dangerous than the killers who threatened her. Neither of them seeks company. Nor do they believe that there is still room for kindness in a world where surviving demands so much. But a dead boy and an almost insignificant act of kindness end up intertwining their fates. Between small acts of care, silences, and difficult choices, two strangers discover that surviving the war may not be as difficult as learning to live after everything they have lost.
He wanted her very much, but in the end he will find out something that won't make him happy, and friends are very important to support him in that moment, he will need them






