Yutka

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StoryLast Morning Yutka12 years 11 months ago
StoryUNRAVELLING (for all those who are thinking to start a new life) Yutka12 years 11 months ago
StoryInfernal Combustion Yutka12 years 11 months ago
StoryNovice to Death Yutka12 years 11 months ago
Storyanother kind of melody Yutka32 years 11 months ago
StoryLAND, SKY AND THE RED MOON Yutka32 years 11 months ago
StoryIn search of Paradise Yutka12 years 11 months ago
StoryLittle Prince of the Skies Yutka23 years 3 months ago
StoryImpaired Yutka13 years 3 months ago
StoryWater Burial Yutka23 years 6 months ago
StoryDeus Ex Machina onemorething143 years 7 months ago
StoryIn the moonlight Yutka33 years 7 months ago
StorySugar and Spice luigi_pagano103 years 7 months ago
StoryTimeless Yutka13 years 7 months ago
StoryDescend Yutka33 years 7 months ago
StoryGreen winking_tiger63 years 7 months ago
StoryFlesh in the juices of autumn Yutka13 years 7 months ago
StoryMoths Yutka03 years 7 months ago
StoryIntact Yutka123 years 9 months ago
Storyremembering dandelions (again) Di_Hard123 years 9 months ago
StoryThicker than water Yutka44 years 1 week ago
StoryDeath came to Madrid "De Madrid al cielo, y, en el cielo, una ventanilla para ver Madrid” Yutka04 years 1 month ago
StoryGreek music fires the heart Yutka44 years 2 months ago
Storybreak-in Yutka24 years 2 months ago
StoryFrederick the Great luigi_pagano44 years 2 months ago

My stories

circles

Another year a ring grown by a tree who silently without forboding circles with earth creatures too do not feel circling circled by years strong-...
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the seagull

It was only part white; the seagull that swooped down on us nearly brushing us with its wings, but in my head I saw this ghost of a bird, shadowless...
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Enslaved

“No one is more a slave than he who thinks himself free of being one”J.W.von Goethe Count us over and over, cut us into so many shapes at any time,...

We stand at a loss

Loosened in winds, how returns are always in vain ... Something rescinds, as if by a leaving train we stand at a loss. Nothing leads back across our...
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XANADIAN RHAPSODY

Samuele is a composer from Milano, whose bells and cymbals carry delights from the Orient. A saxophone’s malleable core sound flows into Alph the...
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