That feeling when you know you are doing something you shouldn't guided us, like two little playful girls through abandoned floors, rooms, bathrooms.
We were in a completely different dimension, thrilled, we forgot the world outside.
The only thing that existed were us and the hotel.
Overwhelmed by joy, for us, in that moment, that was our magic place.
A place where we made a magic potion which I'm sharing now with you, my dear friends.
Is there a greater joy in life than to share a magic potion with others....
But that still isn't the end.
Few days later, I was walking in the sunset when I was attracted by a sound of dancing music which was spreading from the hotel. I couldn't believe it. It was magical. The hotel came to life, its soul was singing. Some were dancing and some were curiously watching.
It was a moment to remember. Aren't the most beautiful moments those that hide deep in our beings but make us tremble every time we remember them?
A soul needs to be nourished and when the times are hard and when it seams impossible, you should make it alive again by using your imagination or pictures or music or dance so that our souls can sparkle like the shiniest diamonds in the world.
This was my story about devastated and at the same time beautiful hotel.
If you like it, please read the first part.
https://steemit.com/story/@lufcija/welcome-to-silbiza-part-1
Thank you.
