In the midst of trying to survive in a poor and miserable country, she remained a not only beautiful Queen. From a library in Budapest, in the middle of an empire, he had to go to a place where the mud sank to the kerc in the streets of the capital.
In Tirana. In Albania.
However, his heart said, Yes. Because it was good. A good man who in human life is lucky to even read him when he doesn't live in his time.
Geraldine Appony made you drunk with her kindness. Oh, what a beautiful soul he had! When I read about her among the manuscripts and documents of the time, I understood that her heart was alive like the heart of a child. So nice and good ex!!
Portraits like that are rare beings that come to the world, eras, history or countries and when they come they remain a treasure.
Made in Pacmuar.
Hungary was her homeland, but the place she entered as a bride surprisingly remained her love.
Albania. This land of eagles.
To be of dancing eagles?
But today Albania embarrassed him.
And on the walls of the corridors where her bright photos were hanging, some tears slowly slid down behind those clay pots.
I was unlucky, the White Rose seemed to say.
Unlucky and this tall bird!