Excerpt. The begining of my 6th novel „The Harlequin”

Wide open windows to the sky The gloomy November morning gathered a flock of crows on the little patch of burnt grass, settled in the Primăverii neighborhood. The buildings, still moist after a light, but persisting rain, like multicolored pieces of Lego, merged unexpectedly, rise defiantly on the tongue of the street. The windows begin … Continue reading →