daemonium

Hallo du.
          Manchmal reicht ein Lied, ein vergilbtes Foto oder das goldene Licht eines späten Nachmittags – und plötzlich bist du zurück. In einem Moment, der längst vergangen ist, aber nie wirklich weg war.
          
          Ich schreibe über genau solche Augenblicke.
          Über das erste Kribbeln in der Brust, flüchtige Begegnungen, laute Nächte mit Freunden und stille Stunden mit Menschen, die man nie vergisst.
          „Wo das Licht begann“ erzählt von Kindheit und Jugend, von Freundschaften und Verlust, von all dem, was leise Spuren in uns hinterlässt. Geschichten, die nicht laut sein müssen, um tief zu gehen.
          
          Und dann ist da „The Soundtrack of Time“ – eine Geschichte, die Vergangenheit und Zukunft miteinander verwebt.
          Elisabeth entdeckt eine geheimnisvolle Schallplatte und wird in die 50er Jahre katapultiert. Dort trifft sie Elvis Presley – bevor er zur Legende wurde.
          Doch ein einziger Moment verändert alles: Elvis wird nie berühmt. Wegen ihr.
          Nun muss sie einen Weg finden, die Zeit zurückzudrehen.
          Nicht nur, um die Geschichte zu retten – sondern auch, um ihn vielleicht ein letztes Mal zu sehen.
          
          Wenn du Geschichten liebst, die dich mitnehmen – in Erinnerungen, in andere Zeiten, mitten ins Herz –
          dann schau gern auf meinem Profil vorbei.
          
          Ich freu mich, wenn du bleibst. 
          

Hallihallohallöle!
          Da ich soeben den Adventskalender von 2020 hochgeladen habe, und ebenso merkte, dass ich solche Aktion die letzten beiden Jahre verpennt habe, kam mir eine Frage auf.
          
          Würdet ihr sowas wieder haben wollen? Ich würde nicht in Richtung Romantasy gehen sondern eher Krimi/Thriller (wahrscheinlich) und bräuchte Anregungen und Feedback, ob jemand Lust drauf hat.
          
          LG, Inteyvat

"Sir, please." The voice sounded flat, almost painful even. The silverhaired man did not dare to look up, feared to see the everpresent hate in the eyes of the one calling himself his father. "No." 
          The answer was short and clear and effectively shut the younger one up. "Leave him be, Brother. What could a mere bastard achieve in this world?", a third voice suddenly mixed into the one-sided argument and another cold look laid upon the first person. "I know that you think highly of the Prince, but you should not underestimate this thing", the second man growled and nodded towards the silverhaired man when speaking the last few words.
          
          "I am not. I simply know for a fact that my son is above this trash no matter how we look at it." With his voice being this harsh and cold, the last man shut even his brother up and managed to, even though it remained unnoticed, light a burning fire within the silverhaired. The fire able to break every chain attached to his dark body, framing him as the failure he was.
          
          
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          New story in-making
          Thoughts so far?
          
          
          Regards

Auf einmal sind hier wieder Leute von früher am Interagieren..
          Tach ihr alten Hasen!
          
          Suddenly there are people from back than interacting..
          Hey you old mates!

New username, sorry for all these long names I come up with O.o
          
          Good morning, ForgottenAlongTheWay

New bio, new theme.
          No new content here, but in the next days on both of the linked accounts.
          Looking forward to maybe see you all again!
          
          Shizua

Huhu. Lang nix mehr gehört :3

It's a day none of us will forget.
          Not because we enjoyed it.
          Because we lost a part of our live, of our family.
          It wasn't our fault, not yours, T. And not yours Se. Not his or S. either.
          
          It was the fault of this a** who didn't locked his dog properly. And who didn't train him. You aren't guilty, even if you think you are.
          
          'Cause you were shocked, everyone would be. That's natural. And yet you are sinking into despair and sorrow, unable to escape that abyss of feelings.
          
          I knew him since I can remember. My cousin too, since shes half as old as I am. You, S, got him to your youth consecration. You, T, knew him for almost a year and yet he was your family. He was your buddy, Se, your companion. You two shared everything, wether the love of your "parents", your food, bed or toy. You grew together as time gone by.
          
          And yet his life came to an end after 20 years. 20 years, that you, St, spend 11 years of here with us. Here, where you missed nothing and were as beloved as you loved us.
          It was today that you took your last journey and we already miss you. The fact, that you won't bark anymore when someone rings the bell. Won't stray around if we are eating to catch anything that falls down.
          
          It won't be the same as we are used to it. Even though we all know there was no choice, your injuries would just have made it more painful to go and you probably wouldn't be alive after thx vet operats you.. So we all know that it is the best for you to sleep well forever now. 
          
          ↓

Da bist du ja wieder :3 <333
          Aber nie wieder verstecken vor mir! ;D <33

If I die in a war zone, 
          box me up and send me home.
          
          Put my medals on my chest,
          tell my mom I did my best.
          
          Tell my dad not to bow,
          he won't get tension from me now.
          
          Tell my bro to study perfectly,
          the key of my bike will be his permanently.
          
          Tell my sister not to be upset,
          her bro will take a long sleep after sunset.
          
          Tell my nation not to die,
          Be cause I'm a soldier - born to die.
          
          
          A hearttouching poem of a soldier I found on Pinterest last year. Please share and make sure that people who stand under the pressure of being russian/ukrain (also all other!) have someone to talk to. It's a really hard time right now and everyone needs a friend to talk with.
          I told a friend from a game a few hours ago that I'm there if she wants to talk and she can write me everytime. You don't know how happy it made her - please give this piece of hope to as much people as you can give it. We are all people and have to hold together!