Der tote Drache
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Last published Wed, Mar 25, 2020
Cieri, ein Name den man nur aus den Legenden kennt. Eine Geschichte für die Kinder die nicht hören wollten. Ein Held der versuchte gutes zu tun und von der Hoffnung verlassen wurde.
Aaron, der von allen nur liebevoll 'Winzling' genannt wurde, entschied aus einem spontanen Impuls heraus, einen Waldspaziergang zu machen, der später sein ganzes Leben verändern sollte.
"Wer bist du?", fragte ich den Mann vor mir, doch der Fremde sah mich nur stumm an. Als auch nach längerem warten keine Antwort kam, fragte ich erneut. "Dein Untergang.", flüsterte er so leise, das ein Mensch es nicht hätte hören können.
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