fisherman’s wife short tales – tale of the lake
after they moved up north, the fisherman and his wife, right next to the border, they finally found what we were looking for all along:
new life, new peace, new challenges and a big lake full with fish.
but the lake was not for fishing as they and she discovered, it was for different purposes. the fisherman’s wife soon learned that the lake was an animal with a life of it’s own. a totem. every other night when she ran by it, with her fisherman aside, she could feel the entire lake pouring in her mind and her mind pouring into the lake. that was right, that was no lake for fishing fish. ‘t was a lake to fish for thoughts, peace of mind and clear breath. she knew that the fisherman had some kind of spell that he made everything happen.
the world as she knew it changed completely.
deci vorbim despre tine, iubitul tau si lacul morii???
n-ai pic de “participation mistique” sau cum s-o numi…:P
mi se spune barbatul dintr-o bucata
o bucata de ce? ;;)
you…you…youuuu, lasa ca sti tu…o ard ashea KHAL DROGO.