„I must leave the city, no, that is not enough, I have to leave the country, even better, to another continent, where nobody knows me, where I can live undisturbed with Barnabas,“ I spontaneously dismissed unannounced in Dana’s office, throwing the pack of fan mails on the table. It already had something theatrical. Dana watched …
„Are you sleeping?“ I ask carefully. Silence, crawl, as best we can, within ourselves. This bed is the bottleneck we cannot avoid. Escape is only possible in sleep, even if you only do so. So we lie, night after night, in the same bed, if possible at the very edge, not to betray us, to …
„So many things are in disorder,“ I say to you. First of all you leave it in the room, do not answer, do not react until I repeat the sentence until I repeat it again. Then finally, you know, it makes no sense to ignore me longer, because I do not let loose until you …
Nyx sits on her dock at the lake just outside the castle, into which she retired long ago and thinks. Her long black hair flaps gently in the wind. The air is lukewarm and cuddly. But she does not notice it, for she is sunk in these thoughts, into something she does not understand. She …
The roses were blooming. Various reds, yellows, and orange tones sprinkled the courtyard with colorful paint stains, and a beguiling aroma exhaled the flowers. Again and again you walked through the ranks of the flowers, still with everyone standing to see their growth. Nothing more, just see and be let. „Is not it fascinating how …
Some would say it was meant to be. Others would think it a coincidence what happened that evening. It was simply a coincidence of special circumstances, and, indeed, what made it so special and did not occur so frequently, but for this reason could not be described as unusual, but at most as rare, on …
21. Because it makes sense Lilith stood at the door and looked out to the street. The sun was just rising. She watched as small snowflakes gently rocked in the wind. Were rocked. The world seemed peaceful and cheerful. No one was on the road, nobody intersected the idyll. It would be a good …
