My Stories and Paintings.
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		When the moon like a big white plate slides above the sea and paints a long silver path on the surface of the sea, the high trees, little shops on the seaside, white houses of the Spaniards and big ship-like hotels full of tourists, all becomes bathed in light. The field near the big brown mountain shimmers, showing the little plants growing on it; and the trees,- high-to-the sky palms loom larger with their own zones of shadow. A young man and woman who are out at this time of moonlit night are also washed in the moonlight. Enjoying the view of a boundless dark-green sea and their tender eternal love, they are standing close to each other, hand by hand, bathing in a moonlight, the colour of which resembles the colour of milk-white, but the colour of light is transparent, like the colour of a mist. Everything around them-far ships, yellow sands and the light from the cars’ headlights on the mountain’s road-is transformed into something strange, something beautiful, something unforgettable like the love. Copyright © 2006 Victoria Z All rights are reserved.