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The invitation

WARNING: Do not read if you are too sensitive, empathic or easily influenced.  A dark alley and a flickering street light - the perfect decor for a noir crime movie. You walk slowly on the sidewalk, dressed in your beautiful yellow dress, thinking about the wonderful evening you had. In your hand, you have the flowers you received for your success - a bouquet of bright red roses. Your eyes inspect the note on them and you give a wide smile which lingers for a while on your lips, before you turn serious again. You think about the small argument you had that night but your attention is soon diverted to a noise you heard close to you. Your boots make loud noises on the pavement as you step and you breath fast. You notice the strong pain in your ankles, did you start walking too fast? Suddenly, you take the corner and you look back. You can feel someone behind you but you don't see any silhouette. You start slowly digging your nails in the palm of your hand and you bite your lip...
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The 13th month

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The sand burned under her feet as she walked slowly across the light - coloured beach. It felt good to feel something other than cold in such a long time, although it felt as if walking on burning coals. She didn't know if it was just her imagination or not but she could hear the skin of her feet sizzling under her weight. Suddenly, the landscape changed and this time she saw huge stones in front of her, coloured in beautiful shades of grey and black or pale reds and beiges. She walked on them, feeling their sharp edges almost cutting the flesh of her fingers. The sea slowly came towards her, wetting the rocks and cooling her, giving her the long desired peace.            The sea... what a great, marvellous entity appeared before her! What a great gift of Life that was, how it fascinated her! With her clear, blue-green, waves and the wonderful sound they made when they kissed the land, with the gifts she brought every morning - seashe...
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Recommendations

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I have been highly inspired by some of the youtubers I watch to create blog posts in which I recommend different things. Since I already wrote about music, books, movies and photographers but not in a recommendation kind of way, more in an analyzing kind of day, I tought it would be a good idea to have some monthly favourites which I could write about here, on the blog. The first things I want to talk about are webcomics because I read them daily and I mostly use  Tapas  and  Webtoons  to do so. They both have mobile apps and the greatest thing is that Tapas also has a tipping service to support the creators you like, meaning that if you watch ads for a couple of minutes you gain virtual coins which you can tip to a certain creator and they gain real money out of it. :)  Some of my favourite comics are these: 1. Winterwoods : it is inspired by the story of Frankenstein but it is transformed into something beautiful, romantic and very dramatic. Winter...
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Recenzie "Nausicaa on the Valley of The Wind"

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Iarna trecuta am scris despre  de ce sa va uitati la filmele lui Hayao Miyazaki  unde am pomenit de cateva dintre cele mai bune filme de animatie ale lui, printre care si "Spirited Away". In aceasta postare doresc sa scriu despre un film care cu toate ca a fost facut in 1984, e de mare actualitate. Filmul se numeste "Nausicaa on the Valley of Wind" si poate fi vizionat online, il recomand in japoneza. Protagonista este Nausicaa, o printesa din Valea Vantului care lupta pentru a-si salva casa si planeta. Din cauza ignorantei oamenilor si a distrugerii naturii, majoritatea plantelor sanatoase au murit, in locul lor crescand plante otravitoare care "nasc" spori toxici, insecte gigantice si Marea Decaderii, o intindere imensa de toxine si substante create din plante moarte, care distruge totul in jurul ei. Nausicaa si cei cativa oameni care au reusit sa ramana in comunitati inca nedistruse trebuie sa se lupte in fiecare zi pentru a gasi o solutie la aceas...
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About "Creatures such as we"

     I have decided to start a series of blog posts in English related to certain games, websites and maybe even apps that are not so popular, but totally deserve to be. On this blog I've written about photographers, book authors and movies directors in Romanian, but I decided some change would guarantee a much larger public.       The game I want to talk about today is "Creatures such as we", an interractive novel writen by Lynnea Glasser and produced by Choice of Games. In this story you will have two stories: the one of a guide on a space platform, and the one of a video game character. At first you will be introduced in the story through your video game character and their friend, Elegy. While playing the videogame, you will face a series of (unwanted) decisions, such as the way of attacking, your relationship to Elegy and your own beliefs. The character in "Creatures such as we" is frustrated because of the ending of her videogame and wonders i...
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Hide, don't hide

There will come a day when they will crawl from under beneath your bed from under beneath your pores from under, beneath your deepest, darkest secrets You'll want to hang by the moon, to feel safe but you will see them from the window of your soul you'll see their eyes, their teeth, their hands, their empty hearts you'll see their minds and what they left behind There's nowhere you can hide, they'll find you even if you're dead, or dying even if you try to forget your existence even if you're burning in or flying They'll catch you with their claws, they'll rip you apart you'll forget everything you've ever lived, you'll forget your toughts and who you are you'll forget love and only pain will remain Run away, run as fast as you can! Run to the end of the World Run to the end of the Sun Run to the end of your Life The black ground will protect you the water in wich you drawn will hide your traces sleep now, i...
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Penelope on the Boredom Bridge

Farewell poetry Penelope e la marginea plictiselii. Mainile ei inconjoara soarele, prinzandu-l in palmele sale acum rosiatice si aruncandu-l inapoi in departari. Vazduhul se invarte, lumina ii intra in pupile, micsorandu-le, ingalbenindu-le, orbindu-le. Inima tremura iar tricoul creaza miscari bruste, ca o toba care bate ritmic, sincronizata cu un dans mut. Galben, rosu, oranj, lumina inunda camera stramta si mult prea aglomerata, adapostindu-se in incretiturile cartilor prafuite, batand la geamul vitrinei verzui, poate - poate ii va deschide cineva.  Mainile ei danseaza in aer, il absoarbe in suflet, se ineaca cu el, vrea sa il tina captiv inauntrul plaminilor ei, poate asa va simti ca traieste. Oasele trosnesc iar pardoseala scartaie, toata casa canta cu ea si Penelope danseaza. Penelope la marginea plictiselii, Penelope anxioasa, Penelope plangand, Penelope tinandu-si genunchii in maini in timp ce lumina rosie ii coloreaza acum parul. Umbrele incep incetul cu incetul sa is...
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