Blogging · challenge · Fiction · Word of the day

Last dance…

  He had been sitting alone, in the semi-darkness for a while, when she pushed the door opened. He felt her presence, but didn’t aknowledge it, keeping his eyes on the cheap flooring of the room. The old man had been reflecting for a while, now. His tired worked out fingers entangled together, he might…… Continue reading Last dance…

Blogging · Fiction · stories

Speachless…

  Just breathe… She couldn’t believe how very nervous she felt, sitting in the café. Everything was painfully familiar, and she wished she found a way to make herself at home in a place that had almost been that once, back then… Home. Her fingers apprehensively ran on the different cardboard menus, she still knew…… Continue reading Speachless…

Blogging · Cibelle & Vohne · fantasy · Uncategorized

Hell Dogs coming…

    When Vohne found her, she was meditating by the lake. He knew that Claudius’ unexpected departure had troubled her, but she had hidden it well until this morning… Cibelle sat on the shore, close enough to the water to let it lick her bare toes. She remained silent, but Vohne felt the lullaby…… Continue reading Hell Dogs coming…

Blogging · Cibelle & Vohne · fantasy

Forewarning…

  Claudius walked with no hurry. He was home among the birches and the aspens, and he felt no rush, as he had no precise destination he needed to reach. When he stopped for a moment, he looked like an old tree himself, crooked gray silhouette blending in, in the woods… He had long hesitated…… Continue reading Forewarning…

Blogging · Cibelle & Vohne · fantasy

Shadow…

  The Elders were right…  He thought. Shade wandered through the woods, revelling at the sight of the early signs. Everywhere he set a foot, every bit of color was sucked in him instantly, and he left a pitch black trail behind him. My miserable days are over! He had, indeed, had a rather secluded…… Continue reading Shadow…

Blogging · Denmark · Thoughts · Travel

Meet me…

    Meet me in Langeland, where the sea licks the wavy pebble beaches at the feet of the cliffs. I could sit there forever, right on the edge, legs in the void. Kicking through air that smells like freedom, and peace of mind. A wind of change blowing softly through my bouncy curls and…… Continue reading Meet me…

Blogging · Cibelle & Vohne · fantasy

Shooting star…

  Sitting face to face with the wizzard, rage still boiled within him. It took a long while before Vohne managed to calm himself down and he knew the old man had kept an invisible hand pressed to his chest, to avoid any jumping over the low table that separated them. Feeling the anger withdrawing,…… Continue reading Shooting star…