The Evening Star

It was a snowy night. His hands were trembling while cutting the branches. He had to come a long way to find the birch trees. There were pine trees all around. Oh, the lovely pine trees. He just can’t use pine trees for burning because they produce a lot of smoke and he doesn’t want to suffocate. The darkness was spreading as the sunset. He hurries to collect enough wood for the night. His horse shakes his head, in order to ring the bell that was around his neck. It was as if he was asking to hurry up. It was a legit concern as the snowy breeze was getting inside his woolen clothes and sending chills up his spine. It was almost dark when he reached his house. It was a beautiful cottage. The house was situated on a hilltop. The house was made of wood however at certain places; there was the use of brick pillars. There was moss decorating several areas of the house. He crossed the front yard of the house. As it was a steep place, he has converted this area into a garden where he us

There are too fewer people who read books these days but do you know what reading a book does? While reading books, I have been around the world and I have seen wonderful places. I have seen places like Florence where renaissance flourished, home to the famous poet Dante Alighieri. I have visited places where Dante have spent his life. I have visited the Boboli gardens. I have been to Florence Baptistery where Dante was baptized.  I have been kicked out of Florence just like Dante and was forced to Venice. I have visited all the amazing places in Venice and took the orient express to Paris. I have been to France, to Paris and danced on the famous Waltz songs of Paris restaurants. I remember my girlfriend Pascal taught me that it is easy to dance on Waltz, just one, two and turn around.  I have roamed all around Champs-Élysées, walked under Arc de Triomphe, and visited the famous Place de la Concorde. I have walked and adored the paintings inside the Louvre Museum especially t