Giulia Viti
Bio
🐻 Poet • Wild Hag 𓅣
I use this account to try new things with my writing ✨
Stories (10/0)
- Top Story - April 2024
Hall of mirrorsTop Story - April 2024
Things used to matter, before all the noise. And at that time when things still had meaning, there had been dreaming too, when dreams still mattered. And the brightest dream from those times was full of mountains and seas and smiles and the types of passion that absorbs you the way a dog is absorbed by witnessing something for the first time: with absolute presence, and awe.
By Giulia Viti10 days ago in Fiction
The King and the Sorceress
She sat in the edge of the chair and watched his boots land in the earth and turn up clouds of dust as he walked. The elegant line of his nose stood out even more from the rest of his adventurous appearance and the air of general tiredness from the adventure.
By Giulia Viti14 days ago in Humans
Moats and boat and waterfalls
*The quotes in this (poem? Stream of consciousness?) are from the song "Home" by Edward Sharpe And The Magnetic Zeros. It's my favourite love song. You might want to put it on, to feel the vibe. Sometimes my writing interacts with the songs, and in general I just feel like it compliments the mood quite nicely.
By Giulia Vitiabout a year ago in Poets