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A Text of Mine (III)

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  • A Text of Mine (III)

    Hi, folks!

    This is another text of mine. I hope you like it.
    Commentaries will be welcome.
    Oh, please remember my original language is Portuguese not English, for this reason forgive me eventual mistakes.

    Rita Maria Felix da Silva.

    By Rita Maria Felix da Silva

    "Where am I? It's dark here! Is there anybody else there?"
    "Cliché questions, Carolina."
    "Who are you? I can't see him."
    "Do not be afraid. I will be with you during this crossing. What is the strongest memory in your life?"
    "What a strange question! I... The book "Eight Minutes Under Water", Nora Winterwood's. I love it. Hugo doesn't like... Where is he?"
    "The party at the boat during that storm. You have drunk a lot. You have fallen into water."
    "I... Sank remembering 'Eight Minutes.. '. Hugo shouted..."
    'He never confessed he loved you. He also almost drowned himself trying to save you."
    "What are you saying?"
    "You died."
    "I am sorry. Start to walk. We have a long walk till... A better place, where the deceased Nora Winterwood waits to meet you."

    Last edited by RitaMaria; 06-18-2006, 09:31 AM.

  • #2
    Very good, Rita-Maria!
    Google ergo sum


    • #3
      Originally posted by LEtranger
      Very good, Rita-Maria!

      Kind friend, I miss you.
      About your comment I just say
      Multiversally thankful!
      :) Rita Maria Felix da Silva.


      • #4
        Fantastic images, RitaMaira! There is a great deal of story in those few words. I like that you leave so much room for us to imagine it.


        • #5
          :up: Nice piece
          "A man is no man who cannot have a fried mackerel when he has set his mind on it; and more especially when he has money in his pocket to pay for it." - E.A. Poe's NICHOLAS DUNKS; OR, FRIED MACKEREL FOR DINNER


          • #6
            Originally posted by Doc
            Fantastic images, RitaMaria! There is a great deal of story in those few words. I like that you leave so much room for us to imagine it.

            Thank you very much. I have written this text as part of my activities in OE - Oficina de Escritores (something lik "Writer's Workshop"). a group of brazilian writers in Web. The challenge in this activity is writing a text with till 120 words. In Portuguese, except "By Rita Maria Felix da Silva" and "End", this text has exactly 120 words.

            Rita Maria Felix da Silva.
            Last edited by RitaMaria; 06-18-2006, 09:32 AM.