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I've discovered a miracle in the rain — a miracle splintered into dense, solemn, glittering stars. In those stars I can foretell the secret, their brilliance is the impassive mystery I can hear flowing inside me, weeping at length in tones of romantic despair. Dear God, at least bring me into contact with them, satisfy my longing to kiss them. To feel their light on my lips, to feel it glow inside my body, [...]

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Fariha is on page 58 of 192

Every desire is seeking after pleasure. Every moment of remorse, compassion, generosity, is its fear. All the despair, and searchings for other paths betray dissatisfaction.

— 11 hours, 39 min ago

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Always without stopping, distracting my weary desire to reach some final resting-place. Where did I once see a moon high in the sky, white and silent? Livid clothing fluttering in the breeze. The mast without a flag, erect and mute, rooted in space... Everything awaiting midnight — I am deceiving myself, I must return. I feel no madness in my desire to bite into stars,

— 11 hours, 40 min ago

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If the brilliance of the stars causes internal pain, if this remote communication is possible, it's because something almost resembling a star glimmers inside me.

— 11 hours, 41 min ago

Fariha is on page 58 of 192

What does it matter what it really is? Truly I am on my knees, naked as an animal... the bed gradually disappears, the walls of the room recede, collapse in ruins. And I am in the world, as free and lithe as a colt on the plain. I rise as gentle as a puff of air, I raise my sleepy head like that of a flower, my feet agile, and cross the fields, further than the earth, the world, time,

— 11 hours, 42 min ago

Fariha is on page 57 of 192

In the silent bed, floating in the darkness, she curls up as if she were in the last womb and forgets. Everything is vague, uncertain and silent.

— 11 hours, 43 min ago

Fariha is on page 57 of 192

Yes, they were fond of each other in a distant, familiar way. From time to time, absorbed in their games, they would glance at each other anxiously, as if to reassure themselves that they still existed.

— 11 hours, 52 min ago

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Everyone was forgetting that all they wanted to do was to amuse themselves.

— 11 hours, 53 min ago

Fariha is on page 57 of 192

The word cracks between my teeth into fragile splinters. Because no rain falls inside me, I wish to be a star. Purify me a little and I shall acquire the dimensions of those beings who take refuge behind the rain.

— 11 hours, 55 min ago

Fariha is on page 57 of 192

Why do these strange longings possess me? Raindrops and stars, this dense and chilling fusion has roused me, opened the gates of my green and sombre forest, of this forest smelling of an abyss where water flows.

— 11 hours, 55 min ago

Fariha is on page 37 of 192

It isn't nostalgia for I now enjoy my childhood more fully than I did as a child...
Yes, there were many happy things mingled in her blood.

— Aug 11, 2026 11:41AM