The Olympian, the Dreams

"The day before yesterday, my dreams were stolen. A God, with an unknown name and a sad face, came down from Mount Olympus and stole my most beautiful ability: dreaming. After that, the sky opened for him and he left. He didn`t even look back. He didn`t care.
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I don`t think that the Olympian is coming back. But, in case he does think of paying me a visit, I want to be ready. So, stranger, don`t get upset if I ask you to lend me some dreams. I promise to take good care of them."

 ("Corners of Life"- Andreea Simion)

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