The light of the stars just lit up the darkness of the night. A fire in front of his eyes crackled sincerely. He saw. He saw the spirits of the flames dancing against the darkness and telling the exact same story, repeated unaltered through the centuries of what it meant imprisonment and what it meant freedom.
He remembered his teacher, the words that sometimes repeated him:
“One day you will see them … They dance, dance in the fire” Continue reading “In the Dunes”