7 Stories for Seven Night E-Book

Claudio Pruneti

• Herausgeber: Youcanprint
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

7 Short engaging and incisive stories that project figures and emotions in the mind from a dilated temporal space, from the extra corporeal travel of 37 Red - Night side Destination, the analogies of The Witch with the atmospheres of a lucid dream of the others, up to the future of The virtual game; a path within a middle dimension between logical and rational thought with ones perceptions and horizons.

Leseprobe

Table of Contents

Preface

37 Red – Night side Destination

The Witch

Run Hare, Run.

The Book of Stone

Black Magic

The Last Mirror

The Virtual Game

7 Stories

For Seven Nights

37 Red - Night side Destination

The Witch

Run Hare, Run

The Book of Stone

Black Magic

The Last Mirror

The Virtual Game

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Preface

I am almost sure you will ask yourself while reading, why I indulge in proposing an indefinite boundary between fantasy and reality in my stories, interacting, so close, in a middle dimension, never biased in favor of one side or the other, suggesting a semblance of knowledge that delves into the root of mystery, into essence.

A hint of knowledge outside today’s measures, transmitted but at the same time partly veiled, protecting it.

Input to feel, to perceive inside, visually descending into the atmosphere and participation.

What is the moral of the story, where does the meaning reveal itself, if any? What is the truth, hidden but at the same time hinted in the narration?   Who looks out, leans over, and then draws back disguised?

Exactly all that your sensitivity will be able to grasp, visualizing the images, seizing the links, and then accepting it or not, the choice is yours.

Without exclusion, the possibility that with a story each evening, after seven nights you will begin to acquire a more expanded perspective of your mind ,amplified of things that you couldn't perceive or see before without blinders that have always been around you.

Claudio Pruneti

To die, to sleep… perhaps to dream / Shakespeare