Itane Vero

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StoryThe fickleness of new daylight Itane Vero57 months 3 weeks ago
StoryI am nowhere, I am everywhere Itane Vero18 months 1 week ago
StoryThe choices that define us Itane Vero29 months 4 days ago
StoryHow much is still left Itane Vero310 months 2 weeks ago
StoryThe meek shall inherit the earth Itane Vero610 months 3 weeks ago
StoryNo escape from reality Itane Vero510 months 3 weeks ago
StoryOur ways to be free Itane Vero211 months 2 days ago
StoryDeath where is your sting? Itane Vero311 months 2 weeks ago
StoryRequiem for a bearded reedling Itane Vero311 months 3 weeks ago
StoryThe things we do for love Itane Vero511 months 4 weeks ago
StoryLittle house in a big town Itane Vero212 months 5 hours ago
StoryLie, lie against the dying of the light Itane Vero31 year 1 day ago
StoryWhy do bad people good things? Itane Vero31 year 3 weeks ago
StoryYes sir, I can boogy Itane Vero31 year 1 month ago
StoryHeavy as earth, light as straw Itane Vero31 year 1 month ago
StoryBeauty awakens the soul to act Itane Vero11 year 1 month ago
StoryBeing rather silly Itane Vero21 year 2 months ago
StoryThe truth gradually sets off Itane Vero01 year 2 months ago
StoryHow inscrutable his ways Itane Vero41 year 2 months ago
StoryThe best painting ever Itane Vero01 year 2 months ago
StoryDad's poet society Itane Vero81 year 3 months ago
StoryIs this the real life? Itane Vero61 year 3 months ago
StorySpitting image Itane Vero21 year 3 months ago
StoryAgainst the maelstrom Itane Vero01 year 4 months ago
StoryKeep the perspective Itane Vero31 year 4 months ago

My stories

Gold cherry

Expose him to light

The visit is meant to distract him. A change in scene. Perhaps a chat with an acquaintance. Having fun with a stranger? Maybe a book that inspires...
Gold cherry

Who do people say I am?

He shakes his long blond hair. As I have seen him do so often lately. We are standing next to the water cooler. Even though we have known each other...
Cherry

Fraction too much fiction

The moment I discover his figure among the former students and teachers; it is as if a piece of rusty barbed wire is being dragged along my...
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Cherry

Strange dreams are made of this

I don't know why it took so long. Now that I'm here, now that I'm standing in the comforting shade of the chestnut trees, I feel guilty. I should...
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That's what my heart yearns for now

“I never thought we would get this far,” she says to me. We raise our glasses and playfully tap them against each other. The waiter asks if he can...
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