Couleurs. Contes nouveaux; suivis de Choses anciennes

The volume gathers a lively assortment of short narratives that read like miniature poems, each crafted with a rhythm that blurs the line between prose and verse. Its creator argues that a story, at its heart, must carry the same musicality once reserved for epic poems, and that feeling—often sparked by a sunny afternoon—infuses every tale with a quiet joy. The result is a collection that feels more like a wandering promenade through assorted landscapes than a single, linear adventure.

Among the pieces, a silent pilgrim drifts through forgotten chapels, while a restless ghost haunts a singular castle whose walls seem to breathe. A dream‑touched woman navigates the fragile borders between desire and memory, and the mythic horses of Diomède gallop across a distant, imagined realm. Each vignette blends the ordinary with the uncanny, offering listeners a series of evocative snapshots that linger long after the final line.