Trafika Europe 8 - Romanian Holiday

The Lover

freedom air again, those who had yearned for the little monk for so long. Some fled from monasteries, others finally looked into mirrors and rushed to stores for earrings and silks. Obviously, Elena Razelta got a hasty divorce, leaving the merchant in a long depression. Even the ones on their deathbeds stirred to their senses. The most determined to commit suicide before and those who were sighing among the flowers, the women wounded, those whom even the Good Lord came to discard, all the women who were mercilessly raped by Eugen the monk’s impetuous desire left their shells, which had become soft as jelly. Under the April sun, a breath

of life rustled in the Flower Market. Alisa delicately licked the string of blood that seeped from Eugen’s bewildered lips. Impassive dragonflies hovered in his eyes, open for the first time. And standing face to face, both understood, each in their own way, that a happiness, previously restrained, filled the square. In fragile flower petals with mauve inflorescence, thousands of fiery beads exploded, while vine shoots stretched inconspicuously over the stand’s old roof.

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