This entry is part 1 of 33 in the series Tales from the top of the hillIt was one of those nights where I was lying in the grass at her side. The ground itself was still a bit wet from the afternoon’s rain so we brought one blanket each keep moist away as we [...]
Beyond the stars
Posted: 3rd October 2011 by yanenrogne in Life and philosophy, Litterature, Tales from the top of the hillTags: life, night, Philosophy, postaday2011, Prose, romance, stars, story, universe
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It will rain for a thousand years
Posted: 4th October 2011 by yanenrogne in Litterature, Tales from the top of the hillTags: fiction, life, litterature, night, Philosophy, postaday2011, Prose, romance, short-story, stars, story, writing
This entry is part 2 of 33 in the series Tales from the top of the hill Tonight when I arrived at the top of the hill, I found myself being alone sitting on the grass. I arrived a bit early I must admit, there were still faint orange rays of light piercing through the [...]
The Season of Dreams
Posted: 5th October 2011 by yanenrogne in Litterature, Tales from the top of the hillTags: aspirations, dreams, fiction, life, litterature, Philosophy, postaday2011, Prose, romance, short-story, story, writing
This entry is part 3 of 33 in the series Tales from the top of the hillShe was eating an apple when I set foot on the top of the hill that night. It was getting colder every day and I even had to bring something to keep myself warm. An old leather jacket was [...]