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A new memory

Written by Lara in Flash Fiction, 01^st September 2009

One of the white strings of her new Nike shoes ended treaded on. Delia crushed the rebellion with two hard tugs and abandoned the asphalt diving into the wet earth. The grass had been cut a few weeks before and was tickling her naked ankles.
She walked on along the grass, leaving behind a fresh grassy trail. She quickly climbed uphill and reached the old cherry tree.
Her eyes looked at the leafy branches... [READ THIS MICRO FICTION]

The imagined room

Written by Lara in Flash Fiction, 04^th May 2009

Sandra was playing. In the soundproof room, sitting at the pianoforte, the hands were gliding on the silky keys without losing rhythm nor concentration. She didn’t need to read the score: every note of every sonata was a secret that was enclosed inside her soul and implored to be revealed. Sandra closed her eyes, and her hands, creators and beneficiary of that revelation, danced... [READ THIS MICRO FICTION]

Red Sails

Written by Lara in Love stories, December 2008

When Assol was nothing but a child she lived with her father in a house near the sea. Her father used to make little models of ships and sell them at the town market.
One day he decided to make a little model for her daughter, but while he was going to put sails on it, he found out that all the white material was finished. How could he finish the... [ READ THE STORY]

Mr & Mrs Words

Written by Lara in Love stories, September 2008

It's a warm afternoon of May, Mr. and Mrs. Words are in their living room, Mr Words drinking a tea and his wife drinking a coffee. All around them everything is silent.
Mrs. Words sighs, she's standing in front of the glass door that leads into the garden and she's looking outside, her look lost in the spring landscape. She turns towards her husband who's drinking... [ READ THE STORY]

Me, never

Written by Lara in Love stories, May 2008

Me, never. He couldn’t’ have said it better. Me, never.
Never as first and never after.
He stopped and looked around. He had left some weeks before and since then he had only met a beggar and an alley puppy dog. The beggar had looked at him with disgust. “Wanderers”, he heard him grumbling while withdrawing his dirty hand to avoid any... [ READ THE STORY]

Going to war

Written by Marta in Flash Fiction, 08^th March 2008

One day a stranger trespassed the boundary, putting his foot in a territory that had been forbidden until that moment, challenging severe laws and ruthless punishments.

The war broke out and years of bitter conflicts rived the country. No battle was ever won by one of the arrays. The more the conflict became atrocious, the more... [ READ THIS MICRO FICTION]