The Hiker

It was a dark freezing cold night. Those nights when the sky is black and Earth is white, covered up by clear snow. He'd already been wandering around for hours, and nothing. I mean, he wasn't looking for something in special (it could be said that he wasn't searching for nothing at all), but a sign of life'd be good. He sat on a rock after sweeping out the snow that was on top of it. Suddenly, he saw a very shiny glow on the sky. It wasn't the moon... And it couldn't be a star as the glow was crawling torwards him. He wanted to touch it. He wanted to have it for his own. So he waited a little longer just to see if he could grab that beautiful thing in the sky. It didn't seem it was going to arrive to his hands so soon after some time waiting. It finally got to Earth, it landed on the snow. The man looked at it, grab it with his hands and appreciated, for some minutes, its beauty. After that, he threw the glow back in the snow and kept on walking without an aim, just... Walking.

O legal é quebrar o tabu e a formalidade, mas, se todos os fizerem, ai nao é mais legal.

You shouldve been, I couldve been a better son