At midnight, the city is asleep without moonlight. From the Liberty Bridge, you find the Buda Palace and the starry lights shimmering in the flowing water. The remanence of Budapest’s glory was swallowed by the noisy tourists during the day. Only after the dusk, the cool breeze mixed with flowers’ fragrance slowly reveals the beauty of the Magyars’ ancient charm. Since when have the silent prayers solaced the lost stories by the Danube River?
~ 冰河•静 (June 15, 2015)
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