Echoes of Gaia

Introduction

There was no other morning like that sixteenth of August, it was still summer but nothing was warm anymore, nothing, except for a set of eyes, they seemed to be filled with gold and were as sweet as honey and yet they seemed to be tearing apart my soul as I was looking at them on this cursed day, but saying that is kind of selfish because It was a glorious day for some people, maybe it was me that was cursed, but that sounds selfish as well, the universe doesn’t care about small problems people could have, we are not but mere dust that tried to deny its simplicity but only got hurt in the try. I wouldn’t question that before, but when I met Lucie I refused the idea that there wasn’t something more than dust, at least in her, and in me, in me at least there was hope.

At the start of the summer I had no hope, as I do now, but in between, there’s where anything worth telling lies. I would never imagine my dull life could be worthy of something as idyllic as the events of that couple of days.