Rodrigo FocaPrólogo Parte I- De Onde Vêm os Recém NascidosJá era quase 6 da tarde quando o carro de Robert parou na frente da casa dela. Ela estava tão feliz! Se despediu da avó — praticamente sua…Mar 24, 2020Mar 24, 2020
Rodrigo FocaPrologue Part I — Where the New-Borns Came FromIt was almost 6PM when Robert’s car stopped By her house. She was so happy! Said bye to her grandmother — practically her mother — and…Mar 3, 2019Mar 3, 2019
Rodrigo FocaA Cama de MadeiraAbriu os olhos mas não era dia. Havia muito ainda para se dormir e isso normalmente seria bom. Mas por que não parecia bom agora?Feb 20, 2019Feb 20, 2019
Rodrigo FocaO Baile SilenciosoFazia um vento forte que bagunçava o seu cabelo. Sentava no banco daquele pátio todos os dias, na maioria das vezes sozinha. Tinha tanto…Feb 20, 2019Feb 20, 2019
Rodrigo FocaThe Silent DanceThe strong wind was messing up her hair. She sat on the bench in that courtyard every day, most of the time alone. She always had so much…Feb 20, 2019Feb 20, 2019
Rodrigo FocaA Wood BedHe opened his eyes but it was not day yet. There was still too much to sleep and that would normally be good. But why did not it look good…Feb 1, 2019Feb 1, 2019