“The sadness sits heavily in my chest“, I say with a sigh, sinking into a soft armchair. With her heart sparkling with empathy, she looks at me, touches my hand affectionately and listens to my story. She doesn’t say much. She is just there, present, focused on the rambling that comes out of my mouth,…
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The fire dances, mesmerising. Oranges, reds and yellows entwined, the playful sparks swirling skywards like a sparkle of fireflies. The warmth cups our faces, and wild flames gleam in our eyes. We all snuggle together around the bonfire, waiting. She always keeps us in anticipation. It is part of her magic to appear and cast…
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The world outside has snuggled down under the night’s puffy duvet. The warm candlelight flickers in the mason jars on the table while soft jazz plays quietly. My friend and I sit on the sofa, playing a game – we tell stories inspired by the pictures we can see on the dice we throw by…
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“How about we dance with bubbles?” she asks, seeing my worried face. “Dance with bubbles? What do you mean?” I stare at her, my eyes full of doubt. “Yes… yes… Just wait and see,” she whispers and runs to the kitchen. She returns after a few minutes with a bucket, two sticks (why she had the sticks…
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Birkiverse 