Eduardo Perez
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Freelance serendipitous
Stories (3/0)
All I See Is Sky
The meandering Gypsy approached the dark bark shack after a long long solo journey deep into the dense forest. A lady hermit had lived there for more than 3 centuries; older than the trees. Only in the last 107 years did she become a Curandera of the enchanted forest. The river was her life force and she allowed mushrooms to grow on her skin to reciprocate to Pacha MaMa and her cornucopias of life.
By Eduardo Perez7 years ago in Futurism
Little Snowman
There was a little Eskimo boy that knew how to walk in the dark, over frozen sheets of ice. Guided by his sheltering stars and cautious of predators, he would meander for hours. Numb to the bone marrow with his frozen smile he drifted. The ocean did not move at all during this time of year. In fact, what were waves before, now look like a menagerie of unfinished eerie sculptures. His igloo village was 7 nautical miles away. The sun dared to show his face, but for just a few hours at a time.
By Eduardo Perez7 years ago in Futurism