Some scents stubbornly refuses to be forgotten and stays on beyond the traps of time. The scent of Alstonia tree is one that conjures up in my mind an image of a black cat with piercing green or yellow eyes, lurking in the inky black. Its body is a sleek and fluid silhouette. I see the cat stalking its prey with a predatory focus, moving with a fine lithe. A feline darkness pushes me to the edge of the evening. The nauseating silence fills the air.
Third Issue: SILENCES
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