Bosnia Y Herzegovina: Till the Well Dances

As a child, did you respect all the orders given by your mother, the precautions to take and the places not to venture? Do you sometimes pay the price for your curiosity? Safet and Aziz do as they please one night and follow, intoxicated, the majestic flight of dragonflies. Even the thought of the presence of the jinns does not seem to slow down their imprudent advance. The only trace of life? The song of the locusts. But is it the only audible noise?

By Merima SISIC, Bosnia y Herzegovina