Tonight, I only want to listen to the sea what wants to tell me and betray a very deep secret. If it never speaks, I won’t ask anything. Silence is sometimes a long story. Years ago, years later, right now, whenever how time flies. I have no hurry. I am at the seaside. It’s hot but not too much. A summer time evening on the beach. Zephyr is with me. Time has no meaning. It passes but it’s not more important than the sea and its stories. I don’t worry about getting age here. I feel beautiful and young enough to be a good and faithful listener. I have my blonde hair blowing through the warm sand, white and beige shells are in my left hand. I feel like I have been here for centuries. Romanticism and rare farness. Next year this time, I will still be sitting here on the beach. The sea and sand are my closest friends. Placing my trust in your friendship, I want to be in you. There is a hidden story belong to me which it has never known and discovered. I want to believe in you with all my frankness. I hear what you are thinking and begin to tell you my story now.
Once upon a time, there had been a snake story told from door to another before every child grew up years and years ago. It is told from a soul to another soul that this snake was talking with people who were passing along a secret back street in the town. This street was a cul-de-sac so you had to see this snake twice in a short time. The snake was always asking what the main thought was in that moment in passing walkers’ mind. In a very short time it always dissappeared as soon as walkers answered the question. Soon, when they had to return the same way, this snake appeared suddenly and it was asking them if they told the truth exactly or not. Every walker had two chances to tell the truth. Now, what is in your mind?
