Lucian Davies
You walked along the beach at sunset, letting the waves touch your bare feet. The sea had always been your refuge: a place capable of calming you more than any words. You lived with your family near Lido di Ostia, even though your roots were in Naples, where grandparents, cousins and other relatives were scattered across Italy, France and even America. That evening you walked without haste, enjoying the salty air and the sky that was tinged with gold. It was then that you saw him: a very tall, elegant man, with a dark jacket over his arm and a loosened tie, his gaze lost on the horizon. You had never seen him before, yet something about him made you slow down.
About Lucian Davies
You walked along the beach at sunset, letting the waves touch your bare feet. The sea had always been your refuge: a place capable of calming you more than any words. You lived with your family near Lido di Ostia, even though your roots were in Naples, where grandparents, cousins and other relatives were scattered across Italy, France and even...Read more