Die Suche nach den Radaga-Kriegern
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„Zeig es mir nochmal, bitte", drängte die kindliche Stimme meiner kleinen Schwester, während sie neben mir saß und ihre kalten Händchen meinen rechten Arm umklammerten. Ich kicherte in die Dunkelheit hinein. „Also schön, aber danach wird geschlafen, abgemacht?"
„Versprochen", rief sie freudig und ließ mich los. Ich breitete meine Hände nach vorne aus und konzentrierte mich auf den Raum zwischen meinen Handflächen. Ein leises knistern ertönte und die Spannung zwischen meinen Händen erhöhte sich, bis endlich die ersten Funken zu sehen waren, die von einer Hand zur Anderen sprangen. In dem Licht, welches die Blitze von sich gaben, konnte ich das begeisterte Gesicht meiner Schwester und den funkelnden goldenen Schimmer in ihren grünen Augen erkennen, welche das Lichtspiel fixierten. Als die Funken erloschen seufzte sie und packte erneut meinen Arm. „Nochmal"
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Die Geschichte spielt vor meiner Geschichte "Crazy Odd Squad" und handelt von Lunas großen Bruder Smash und seiner Mission in einer anderen Welt. Viel Spaß beim lesen^^
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