Collection of short stories

The Song of the Traitor

This ocean is doomed, anyone who sails it will be plunged into its depths.

You can't trust him, if you think of doing it he will change you for another raft and go with it, while you drown. You say sweet words to him, behind your back he says other not very pleasant ones. You trust him, but even if it seems that this filthy ocean also trusts, in reality it is all a lie, a mask, a false facet that claims to be good.

Even if you apologize, he'll let you down...

This ocean is dirty and full of lies, it can't be forgiven or forgotten, never sail through it but if you do, hold on tight and wish the ship you sail it with lasts.

My sky, my flowers, the center of my earth, my pastures, my love, my passion, my soul... It was all given to that aforementioned mass of dirty water that did nothing more than drag my little world that was previously filled with happiness with your presence.

Now nothing makes sense, the ocean took it away and the wind dragged my sweetness as if it were dead leaves in an old autumn.

I expressed how much I hated how it behaved but with its strong and fierce waves it took absolutely everything.

Hurt, upset and angry, I head to another island, following the course of an unknown identity.