
The Waters That Keep Us – The Night He Went to the Lake
There were nights when Paul no longer fit inside his own body.. When the air felt too narrow, and the

There were nights when Paul no longer fit inside his own body.. When the air felt too narrow, and the

Time does not pass the way clocks insist it does.. It passes through eyes that change.. And in Paul’s eyes,

Talitha… I don’t know if this is my last letter, or my first ending.. I no longer write for you

My Talitha, I feel you most in my silences.. When my hands touch the air without knowing why..When I walk

Letter from the Other Shore Paul, I do not know if it’s day or night where you are now..Here, we

The End – A Silent Farewell Talitha was the first to go. One night, when the lake was calm and

Dawn rose softly over the lake. The waters had grown calm once more, almost as if they had never been

Some loves burn brighter just before they disappear. The lake had always been magical, but no one knew except for

A Storm That Wasn’t Just a Storm The wind did not simply howl that night, it remembered.. It rushed down

Whisper by the Lake There, in the heart of nature, stands a wooden cabin with just one bedroom, beside the
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