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Short Story 01 — An Ocean of Love

“Once upon a time, on an island far away, there lived Love with the Ocean.”

Imagine waking up to the same lovely routine, every day, when unexpectedly, what you cherish most seems to leave.

—> Read the short story (PDF)

The loveliest island there ever was

This seven-page-long story was written between May and June 2019. It took a long time to write and so I hope you will be able to enjoy the result. As an experiment, and because I wanted this story to be read by an English speaker first, I wrote it in English and translated it in French afterwards, so the translation was in the other direction than my first short story, Space Punk. I think it was probably easier this way, but that might be because I was thinking half in my mother language, French, while I was writing in English.

Because I do not want to say much about the content of this short story here, I cannot mention the plot or the characters. I will only say I have tried to make this story whimsical, and that it is a story about Love.

The only possible issue, however, may be that with this, I did not intend to carry a meaning, a message. I was only attempting to write something beautiful in a sort of romantic/magical tale style.

—> Read the short story (PDF)

Now that this is written, what next? We are expecting a new article by Johyn on his project NOISE (there was a first article on it, but only on the French version of this website u_u’). As for me, I will now try to write some test scenes and a plot for a novel! This has been in my computer folder, and now in my notebook, for a few months now. It would be the story of the Mustaphe family, living in France, in 2019. To make this more interesting, there will be questions of romance, following your dream and taking pictures of ruins, illegally. Currently the first would-be scene is being drafted, and I am eager to be done with it so I can gather some opinions on it.

Thanks for stopping by on Laitues, have a good read, and drop me an email by clicking my name in the sidebar or below, if you would like to.

Quentin Ribac

P.S.: You may or may not have noticed, but the French version of the short story is available on the translated version of this article!