Das Lied der WoelfinDas Lied der Wölfin
Mit federndem Tritt schwebte die graue Wölfin über den Waldboden. Ihre Pfoten berührten nur kurz die Erde, die mit kleinen, braunen Nadeln bedeckt war und so jedes Geräusch verschluckte. Sie war allein. Eine einsame Fähe.
Immer wieder sinnierte sie über ihr Leben vor ihrem inneren Auge. Erst vor kurzem hatte sie einen anderen Graupelz getroffen. Einen alten Freund. Doch ihre Freundschaft schien zerbrochen zu sein. Weh tat es in dem kleinen pochenden Herzchen. Zurückgestoßen, nur weil sie sich verändert hatte.
Nun führte sie ihr Weg wieder zurück. Zurück zu ihrer Heimat, an die Seite ihres Gefährten und ihrer Schwester. An die Seite von zwei Wesen, die ihr Ein und Alles waren.
Wesen, die ihr geholfen hatten, die an ihrer Seite standen, ganz gleich wie sie sich veränderte.
Stolz solche Freunde zu haben wurden ihre Läufe schneller.
Noch während ihr Körper im Hier verweilte,
A Square DealIt was drizzling and dark as I left work. Another very long day. I was tired and cranky. I begged Fate to just let me get home without incident. Fate must hate me.
"Pssst! Hey mister! Yeah you!" said a voice from the shadows of an alley. "Wanna see a REAL woman?" "No thanks. I'm really beat and I just want to get home." The man in the trenchcoat wasn't dissuaded. "I know what you're thinking! Another digital model that LOOKS like a real woman. Am I right?" "Whatever. Seriously. I'm gonna miss my train." "Trust me mister, you don't see images of real women any more. Right? Who cares about flawless facsimiles when..." "OK! How do I KNOW she's real?" I was so tired that I didn't even feel like giving him the brush off.
The man stepped into the light. His fedora obscured his face. Peddling pictures of real women was a misdemeanor since the Digital Models
The Lord and his Bird - Talks at life's edge VIVI – Mirrors
Since her last visit the Bird had been looking at the Lord differently. He had allowed her to look beyond the mask, noticing the emptiness and the sadness, the pain he held inside. Not only did that take a great deal of courage, but also of trust, which was why she felt...honored. Honored, that he, who had obviously been hurt so much, chose her to put his trust in. So when she entered the libary that day her steps happened to be a bit more swinging than it was appropriate.
Her Lord was standing at the window, his hands behind his back. Snow was falling softly and she could see his reflection in the window's glass. His hair looked messy, the shadows below his eyes were back and he, in general, didn't seem like he got much sleep last night. Or any sleep at all.
He took a while before he noticed her and then sighed: „I saw myself in the mirror last night.“
„Reflections at night can be scary“, the Bird said, as she took her seat, resting her hands
steam chat with friendSenpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: people target me
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: cause im nice
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: i give stuff
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: but they abuse it
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: and it hurts
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: i dont want to end up not being nice anymore
仮面ライダ Darkronous#XXX: sorry senpai you had to learn how the real world works this way. people will take kindness and twist it. i have adopted a public persona of a twist person so no one tries shit on me
仮面ライダ Darkronous#XXX: yeah the real world is spite full to nice people
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: Reality
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: fucking
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: sucks
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: faced it 3 years ago
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: nah
Senpai, #GotHacked4TimesNow: when i was like 6
仮面ライダ Darkronous#XXX: its better to adapt to the world then keep ideals of a long dead
The Lord and his Bird - Talks at life's edge VV – The Weight of a Smile
He smiled when he drank his wine, he smiled when he said everything was fine. So his bird wondered and wondered what that smile may hide. Tears? Fears? Joy or Pain? Was he really that happy, as he pretended to be? Most likely, he wasn't. So she shook her head and said: „Smiles.“
He looked at her, raising a brow. „It's scary what a smile can hide“, he commented and „what does your smile hide?“, she asked. „You have no idea“, he answered.
„The weight of a smile is way more disturbing and dangerous than we think. Smiles can hide a lot. At this moment, I could think of murdering you“, the Lord said, smiling.
Even though she knew that he wouldn't do such things, a cold shiver ran down her back. His smile was scary. „There are different smiles“, she said, „Happy smiles, sad smiley, evil smiles, confused smiles...“ „The list is long“, he interrupted her. It seemed li
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