Flammentänzerin

Flammentänzerin

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Ultima publicare lun, mai 2, 2016

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Eticheteanderer anders angst fantasy feuer

Flammen, überall wo ich hin sah. Wie lechzende Zungen wuchsen sie gen Himmel und stiegen in dunkeln Rauchschwaden höher und höher, während sie kleine Funken mit sich herum wirbelten. Die Hitze versengte meine Haare, meine Kleidung. Alles, sie fraß sich durch den Wald, wie ein unaufhaltbares Ungeheuer. Monster. Aber ich sah es nicht. Ich bemerkte nicht, wie die Flammen langsam auf mich zu krochen. Mein Körper blieb stocksteif stehen, während mein Blick an der Person auf der Erde klebte. Sie lag. Sie starb. NEIN. ------ANFANG: 21 MAI----------- Cover von @achterbahnmaedchen Danküüü <3

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