Nightmares.

The land was white, it was extremely cold, and My father stopped the car at the side of the road, we got out to play in the snow, having a snowball fight; then freezing, getting back into our car, a Rover 90 filled to the hilt, with two suitcases stacked one on top of the…

The silver moon.

light filters through the clouds, there is something imperceptible lurking behind their white puffiness, as I peer through the dark branches of the tree, slowly as the clouds form and break, moving towards the horizon, I see first the dark ghostings of the dark areas of the moon, and then huge, but silver, the near…