This book tells the story of a man who reads tarot and of a woman who visits him. A love story with an unexpected ending.
Genre: FICTION / GeneralThis book has sold reasonably in digital format.
You came to me in a summer afternoon; you have experienced a problem and needed my help. I took you in, knowing that you were there not because of the reason you said, but because you had to talk to someone, you needed to vent. I know you for my whole life. I see you here in there. I watch you. We are friends but we have never deprived us in close circles, especially for the fact I lived far away, and what kept us together were the school friends we shared.
In a way, I can tell you, I do not know how to explain very well, but all kinds of disturbances that you had in your life were not different from those I had experienced as well. After all, we have lived in a small village, you could hear everything, and I have noticed you, and not because of what people said, but above all, because of what I felt for you coming after me.
You have always been a special girl, sweet, delicate, pretty and with a good smell, a real princess that many princes tried to win. However, on the inside, you were a woman. You, more than anyone were one since you were a little girl.
The society castrates those who do not follow their rules, especially for a girl whose family is noble. You were born in the wrong place, but you have never felt pity for yourself. You continued your path with determination and you broke free like a nuclear explosion. Your inner ME has destroyed overwhelmingly the little princess that used to live in the village.
I remember that time quite well, and the thing that were said and disclaimed. What was commented and cursed. I continued to listen to your lullaby, in a frequency that varied between joy of freedom and fear of loneliness.
However, you have never been alone, you are a blessed soul and the Creator has never left you. He took care of you, not like a Father that forgives everything and then forgets it, but as a Father who loves his daughter, and wants that she learns.
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French
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Already translated.
Translated by Florence Barnichon Luron
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Author review: As always dear Florence, perfect! |
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Monja Areniello
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Author review: Perfecto, it's a pleasure to see my work in a language that I love. Thank you Monja, very professional. |
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Portuguese
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Unavailable for translation.
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Spanish
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Unavailable for translation.
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