Was making its path, and slowly it was finishing.
We weren’t moved from the sofa: we were embracing ourselves.
All in a sudden, I lifted myself, and looking at you I made you a simply question: “Can I take a look at the of your grandma notebook?”
You have looked at me a little surprised, but you nod, you went at the desk where was the typewriter of your grandpa and you have opened a drawer and from there you have took the notebook.
It seemed, as if it came from other era: but was in good conditions.
You gave it to me, and immediately, we have feel like an energy, was coming from the notebook: as if it had made a long travel and finally it was returned at it home.
It opened itself in my hands.
We were surprised on what it was happening.
It has opened itself on a page where there were the symbols of ours the very first stones we had seen: Algiz, Gebo and Raido, with a side note at end of the paper that acted «The journey will be long, but they at end will reunites themselves, once again, and they will have the Algiz protection.»
You have looked at me, and you whispered me: “I have that notebook from long time: I spent many time on these pages, I have no idea how many times, but this one, i never seen it before.”
You have looked at before the notebook then me.
“It talk about us” I have whispered you.
Our hearts were beating like crazy train running gone mad and our glances hadn’t wanted take one another off.
We were in silence, we were feeling just our breathe got faster and faster.
We were entering, always more, in a world just ours, made of the past, magic, present and now, even of omens.”
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