Reflections in the middle of the road

The Beginnings

The Bridge, Second Chapter 

by Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa.

Today I want to comment on an essential detail regarding the term eggyan, for this, you must explain the following, like all writers, we love the epistles, those letters that come to us from friends and that we can even stamp, now there is a wonderful option called with it you don’t need paper, the letter takes its time to arrive depending on the country where you are going to receive it, it is so nice.

What is this all about? Well, I have a friend who has been interested in investigating what my story is about, and recently he told me that wants to understand what Eggya is, he found the Eggyan Egg on Facebook. But his search doesn’t have any relationship with the real truth on that matter.

No relation to the true history and the name of the planet that comes from my imagination

 I was impressed since it is someone who possibly read and did not understand what my idea of ​​the name Eggya is about, so I am going to tell you that they are the initials of my son’s name and the A at the end corresponds to my name, like this it was that I decided to baptize that wonderful space that now remains in the memory and minds of the people who managed to free themselves from destruction. At no time does the story relate to my son, it was my imagination that led me to put those words together.

That said, I will continue with the story, Raudek Vilop woke me up a few days ago with the necessary and urgent idea to explain what it was like to reach the veil of ether, that place that transforms everything and that is unlike anything we have known before, I put a small part in the podcast:

The saddest moment, full of uncertainty and a halo of hope in the distance

It will be necessary to go to the text and make it part of the story that as you know then I try with my humble knowledge of the English language, translate it in 

I take this opportunity to comment that I am analyzing the idea of ​​the compendium of history in a single volume, of course, those who read here must go back to make sense of it, there are those some follow me daily, all of them have not lost the thread of the historical time of the story, but I know that there are few and that there will be those who get bored and dedicate time to their own or other activities that take them away from the blog, it is natural.

That said, I see you in the next post, greetings and thanks for your company,  and above all thanks to my friend from the north who is surely reading me and knows that I mean him when I mentioned the where we met. By the way, only those who know the story of this blog will know how to identify me with the Avatar and Pseudonym that we use there in that epistolary and virtual space.

For now, I say goodbye and wish you all happy creative moments.

Por Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Escribir es una de las actividades creativas más fascinantes que existe, indagar lo caminos de diferentes versiones, encontrar motivos para acrecentar el cauce de un relato y motivar a la lectura, es agradable para todo el que escribe

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