Literary journal

"By a pretty cold morning of September, he went down the street of the harp with his two manuscripts under his arm. He traveled to the Augustinian wharf, walked along...

"He took a few steps, stopped in front of a marvelous basket of orchids near the window. On the mantelpiece, on the table, tufts of violets perfumed; and he came and sat down, stretched out at the bottom of one of the armchairs of blue satin, lamé silver, in the slumber of this perfume, of the great warm silence which seemed to fall from the curtains. »Paris, one of the novels of the Three Cities cycle by Emile Zola which inspired me this embroidery ...