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Chernobyl…

Sometimes I can appear a bit weird or gore in my interests… For one thing, I like to read about serial killers. I obviously don’t find these people ”cool”. I don’t find what they did ”cool”. And although I know I’ll never understand, I am interested in trying to get what makes some people act…… Continue reading Chernobyl…

Blogging · Fiction · Second chance · stories

Visit to the village…

Previously posted on September 4th of 2018.     Most of his words had, and never would leave his home in the woods. She still tried to understand why he didn’t have greater ambition for his tales. He probably didn’t doubt all the books he had stacked on the many shelves of the house could…… Continue reading Visit to the village…

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 · Fiction · Second chance · stories · The Muse

Evening doubts…

Previously posted August 19th of 2018.     Sitting at the kitchen table, pretending to be going over his day writings, he glanced her way.¬† Humming an old lullaby to herself, she was cleaning their dishes, like she always did. She didn’t seem unhappy, but how could he be sure? Sometimes at night, when the…… Continue reading Evening doubts…

Blogging · Fiction · Second chance · stories · The Muse

A Muse Day…

Previously posted on July 30th of 2018.     Everything was set. The new day could begin. She had opened the shutters, lit the wood oven and put water to boil on the stove. Everyone of her moves was precise and weirdly graceful. A well prepared ballet she had practiced and perfected along the months.…… Continue reading A Muse Day…

Blogging · Cibelle & Vohne · fantasy · stories

Precious dawn…

  Vohne hadn’t slept a single minute, but he couldn’t care less. Just being close to her again sufficed to find him absolutely content, in the early morning’s light. Sure he had spend the night trying to process the eve’s revelations, but he didn’t feel tired at all. Cibelle lay just next to him, where…… Continue reading Precious dawn…

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Lucky…(Wilfred, the retired gentleman)

  Linda had always earned her name… She was, indeed, beautiful. Always had been, even in her bad days. She was beautiful all the way, inside and out. He knew it, and even if the years had worked against them, Wilfred had never given up. And boy, was he glad he hadn’t. They weren’t meant…… Continue reading Lucky…(Wilfred, the retired gentleman)