السبت، 23 أغسطس 2014

Thunderbolt Shadows Novel


It was a quite … gentle day

We call it fragrant clean- aired day

Its breezes hit my face tenderly

If I breathed normally, I would fill my lungs with fresh cool air

If I listened, my ear would be rapture and I would fly by wide imagination with birds of houses

And if I bothered to turn my head and looked a little to the right, I would see bloomed palm trees and various colored roses against decorated and sculptured carefully


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غلاف الفيلم في مشهد مأساوي تختلط فيه النكهة الأمريكية بالإيرلندية، وفي مزاوجة بين اللقطات الواسعة للشاشة العريضة واللقطات القريبة التي تركز ...