I ran my fingers over the books, feeling each story inside the coloured covers. I could imagine them writing every preface just as I’m writing mine, scratching line after line when words did not come out as I wish they would. For a few moments, my body became immobilised and I simply focused on what was around me. I was truly amazed. Bicycles everywhere?
Today I will remember you like this, with a black and white photograph, more precisely black on white. As I was carried away, I began to dream, what would have been the session of the French Joseph Nicéphore Niépce in taking the first permanent photograph of the world, in 1826, in black and white.
My observation was between the dark blue sky and the stars. I was fascinated to observe them. It had been weeks and weeks since that night, but the starry sky did not leave my head. From one moment to the next, several thoughts filled my head: -What would it be like to observe the stars of space?
“Manchester,” Dariya said in a cheerful voice. I imagined during the trip from London to Manchester what the city would be like. “There,” Dariya said suddenly, pointing to the city, “we are already at Piccadilly Station. It was not the closest station to the Christmas market, however, it would only take 18 minutes on foot. – What can we buy there? Alice announced in an catching voice. Dariya laughed.
Oh city with history, Oh city full of light, Oh city of wine! I am a witness that I could get lost in this small town, between small streets and great avenues, with houses more and more colourful and full of history through the smell of fresh paint. Porto offers a harmonious synthesis of ancient and contemporary attractions. A city with character, with personality, of friendly people and with a charming accent, of a beauty that I lack words to describe what I have in my soul.
Narrator. “Phoebe would suddenly close her eyes, bringing her fingers to her eyelids, as if she could go back in time and return to the forest.
Phoebe – It was a temperature of 10 degrees, the tar was slippery and the trees were painted in various shades of brown, orange and yellow. The trip to the forest lasted for two hours, and in the middle was a small village, which was immersed in a cloak of grey clouds.