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The Journey

She was falling.

The soft velvet darkness around her was somewhat reassuring. It was familiar. She had been falling through it for so long she had become part of it, in a way. Distant shimmers relayed messages in unknown languages and she did not so much heard them as felt them. She wondered if it was some kind of code, or maybe it was just the random thoughts of the Universe.

Or maybe it was her own thoughts, reflected back to her.

She was falling, a little cloud of dust and hope.

The silence was so deep she could hear her own rustling movement like one would hear the ocean breeze on a deserted beach.

When she felt the warmth, she knew she was near. A journey, as long as her own life, was coming to an end. She didn’t know happiness, and yet she somehow felt it.

She was falling, and shining.

It was still dark, but she could see the first flickering spots of light dancing far below. The colours around her were a warm, fuzzy mass of dark blues, dramatic reds, and deep greens. She was all those colours herself, and she was as happy as she could be, falling to the end of her mission, a little shining cloud of dust and hope.

She swirled some more, danced some more, shone a little brighter, and just before she lost her shine in a cold brief snap of a moment, she could hear the words:

“Look! A shooting star! Quick, make a wish!”

She was no more, and it was all right. Maybe her journey would begin again somewhere in the infinite ocean of time, in a thousand years, or in the blink of an eye. Time is strange, and so is hope. And both are infinite.

Светлини
Светлини

This text in Bulgarian.

photo credit: pexels.com, Pixabay

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Thoughts in English Разкази и подобни

Lipstick

Rosa looked in the mirror for the tenth time and sighed. She looked beautiful and that made her sad.

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A Summer Morning

A short story I wrote for the Sea of Words literary contest organized by the European Institute of the Mediterranean, IEMED. I was chosen as one of the 15 finalists who attended the award-giving ceremony in Barcelona.

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The Man, the Beach and the Love Story

Inspired by a real man who was looking for his clothes, trembling, on the beach in Barcelona…

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A Divided Society

Every big city in Bulgaria has a Roma ghetto. Some have more than one.

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Big Data – Who Knows What About You

George Orwell

This is a Storify page created by me about a very interesting discussion, ‘Eagle Eye – Big Data Under Control?’. It was held in the European Parliament in Strasbourg as part of the European Youth Event 2014.

The discussion revolved around the implications of data sharing and the questions about who knows what about you and how they use your data. See more at:

Big Brother Exists. You Do Not Exist – Storify

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A Place Where You Want to Get Lost

Getting lost is every child’s nightmare. Yet, as you get older, there are places where you actually enjoy getting lost. Places where you like the ‘not knowing where you are’ feeling that makes you believe that there is a great new adventure waiting just round the corner.

A place like this is the city of Venice during its annual carnival.

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Defeating a Contemporary Mythological Beast

Every mythology has its hybrid creatures. In a strange way, the political, social and economical situation in my country resembles a mythological beast – a mixture of shady economic connections, unknown political agendas and dependent media.

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Just A Window

The snowstorm was the last and least expected guest to arrive at the carnival in Venice.

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Subjects to citizens – a very difficult transition for young Bulgarians

The word ‘transition’ – ‘prehod’ in Bulgarian – is a peculiar one for Bulgarian people. We use it when we speak of the period after 1989 – a period of political, economic and social transition from socialism to democracy.