The new year had just begun and, as every year, P. came to the chapel on the mountain to see his Master. It was getting dark and he had been ... Read more
When Tiago knelt on the bank of the river Ebro, he felt exhausted and tired and tears were running down his cheeks. He stared into the water flowing by. Usually, ... Read more
The man had just crossed the old bridge. Behind him the rugged, high mountains, on the other side the lavish green forest. He took a left into what seemed to ... Read more
All my plans in ruins. For hours now I’d been looking for that stone monument. I had driven through this little village at least thirty times on this monday afternoon ... Read more