A story on war, childhood, youth and the future. With a feeling of excitement to reach the end, these stories read like a real–life scenario and not words, phrases and pages. Stories with gentle sadness, deep questions, highlighting pain in the light and not amidst the dark. Between the beginning and the end, the reader will be itchy to continue reading.
I wave at you, you wave at me, I wave with this decapitated hand whilst repeating my question faintly because of the pain, you wave back and the fog shrieks with laughter.