Our leave was abrupt and happened before we could have an opinion on staying.

The mountains are special, people have learnt. So now people visit them accompanied with dynamite

The stories they tell me spill out a feeling that the spider web defines perfectly.

The children call it "Reverend Father" because the flock of white feathers at its neck seems like the collar on a priest's black cloak. 

Someone once asked me; "Bianca, why do you write?"

On hearing that, my lips arched with a flashed smile and I replied with complete honesty.

"Ever saw something so wrong but couldn't change it?