The Road to Damascus
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Pavlik stretched luxuriously. There were about twenty minutes left before the alarm. He had been dreaming of his mother, her hands flashing briskly over a huge bowl of sliced apples,…
Isle of Words
On this island, words live lives of their own, free, at times playful, at times reflective. Here, texts by different authors meet like travellers at a quay. And if you have a taste for discovery and for wandering through other people’s worlds, simply moor yourself here and allow yourself a little literary rest.