A man without talent

A queda de Ícaro (séc. XVII), de Jacob Peter Gowi.

I was in my office when he came. A thin and pale man called Icarus. “I want a job”, he said. I asked him what he could do. “I imitate birds”. “Mimicking birds? It’s not interesting, I’m sorry”, I said. He was crestfallen, then he flew through the open window.

A mini saga by Ramon Fonseca

A Estrada vai além do que se vê!