Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu

Day 354 – Did I say devil?


A pact with the devil I said yesterday. A pact with the devil. Carrying stones heavier than my own weight I said and preparing to sign a new contract with the devil. And I picked up the pen and left all the weight down and just when I was about to lean in and sign my name with firey letters…

I stopped. I took a deep breath and wanted to have just one second for myself. A second without any weight and with no new obligation. And that’s all it took. A second. A gust of wind sent the contract flying in the air and my hands were suddlenly tied up and I was being carried away. My weights were left behind and when I looked back even the devil was confused by my exist. Him and I both. What was this new thing? Where was I pulled away to? What was I getting myself into this time? All these questions bombardin my brain in just a split second, untill finally I gently touched the earth with my feet and saw it all. Everything I need it, handed out to me on a shiny silver platter.

Funny thing with the devil, you can run, you can hide, but you aways seem to get back to him one way or another. But what happens when you were forced to escape, when you left him by no will of you own? Hmmm, that we shall wait and see, but until then the devil must wait, I have work to do and no weight on my back to slow me down.

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Ela Vasilescu

I’m a writer based in Florence, Italy.

Human nature inspires me, different cultures, traditions, folk stories and the differences which make us unique. Documenting stories is a privilege, a glimpse into humanity, an unforgettable experience, one which I embrace and honour every day.

If you have a story twitching in the back of your pocket, one that is ready to be told, shared and heard, chances are I will be ready to listen; so don’t hesitate to send me an email.

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By Ela Vasilescu
Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu