Helen Varras' Story Book

-4- 1977     She loved early Spring; the night frost changed the countryside into a beautiful landscape. The soft green colours in ...

-3- 1977     Cliamain MacQuilken, a 25 year old free lance photographer, left the local Inn by foot; a long walk would do him good....

-2- 1951     It was a very cold day in October, the icy wind touched my face. I stood near the grave of my parents and realized I ne...

-1- 2006 My grandchild! My joy!      Of course you are so much younger but look at your face and posture!   You are so like m...

   His body moved passionately with every note, absorbing the music. His fingers kissed the ivory and ebony keys in changing tempo's. T...

The edge of the cliff. A dangerous place to be, she knew that, was born here.    But an indefinable feeling that made her body tremble, dro...

   They told me they were coming back, that they would never leave me.    But that is not true, is it? Or do I have to wait longer? If so,...