We were embraced by the roots of a great tree. It started to turn around and around and darkness spread into the world like flying insects. I felt awe mixed with fear, but I did not want to flee. I wanted to see, to know.
My legs started to grow until they reached the water and beyond. They transformed into roots and connected to the web around us. My arms did the same. They grew into branches and they kept on extending until I felt other hands holding mine on each side. We were an alive, golden lace.
Shadows walking among shadows, we were in the forest with the Siberian man and a few others. The Sun might have been setting or rising: everything vibrated in shades of red, green and violet. Suddenly, we spotted a herd of yellow deer browsing in the woods. They started to run, then slowed down and returned. … Continue reading Shadows
It was a winter night, the snow was sparkling. We were in the fields with the Siberian man and a group of others. He took a handful of snow to access the soil, and we all descended. There were seeds nested in the blackness around us. Softly glimmering, like the stars above. We were in … Continue reading The Belly of the Earth
There were colourful fish of all shapes floating in the night. They started to pour in one direction, as if carried by a powerful air current. As I followed them, the darkness gently dissipated. We were in a forest, I saw birch trees gliding by. Then I noticed that there was a river below, wild … Continue reading In Flux
I was sitting cross-legged in the sand in the desert, my breath circulating around my body like golden strings. There was a big storm coming, and I was worried. But the Siberian man came and sat down behind me, with his back touching mine. Our breaths joined, golden threads brushing our skin. "That is not … Continue reading The Storm
It was night. We were a group of people standing with arms stretched out wide, carrying fire in our hands. I could feel its warmth. There was nothing else to be seen or heard. All was dark and still. We entered the sea and leaned back, one by one. Floated. The water was blooming fire. … Continue reading Blooming Fire
I was on a rope between two cliffs. There was a village deep below. A group of people were standing on the rocks behind me and the Siberian man was in front. They were holding the rope I was walking, heading towards him. I had a pole in my hand for balance, but it was … Continue reading The Fire Arrow
We met with the Siberian man on the beach at dusk. The sea was almost invisible, melting into the darkening, violet haze. "Tell me, why are some fixed stars destructive?" I asked. "Well, these traditional astrologers of yours, they were not exactly serving a goddess, were they?" he replied, staring at the sky, waiting for … Continue reading Stars
It was very dark, I was under the sea. I glimpsed at some lines running, they were contained by a transparent pipe, like communications cables. Then I spotted a pair of feet in the sand, on the beach, slowly washed by the sea. They must have belonged to a very old woman, but I could … Continue reading Beehive