Keryni

I'm fine I say and people move past I'm fine I say and no one minds to ask I'm fine I say sounding sarcastic at best turning sleepless in my bed longing for rest

Do you know why I like you? I'd like to tell. But I know what would happen. Just like everytime we talk. Throwing words... Until you get witty... Until you leave me speechless. And that's why I like you... A lot.

„… Gathering his last strength Rade hauled himself out of the mud, his bloodied hand checking the sword in its scabbard like so many times before. Ever so slowly the sun rose in the east. The first rays illuminated him on the barrow. He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply and a smile spread on his face. Now that’s a setting worth to die in. He thought and took the first quivering step towards the descent. Just below his target was located. Sitting on his horse and surrounded by his bodyguards Count Pall looked intriguing. Maybe in his forties now, he still made a striking impression. A hard bitten man in near to shining polishe

Iridescent light as the sun hits the sky seen through reflections in the lovely eye of yours you shine brighter

The town of Conec was even bigger than Gérard could have imagined in his oddest dreams. About a hundred thousand people lived there, as far as he knew. Slowly rolling down the streets he did not know where to look first. Houses were strung together on either side of the street and from time to time a merchant exclaimed his offers to the carts. It was quite a lot carts. Come spring every farmer who lived farther away from town came there to make his living for the rest of the year by selling seeds and buying new materials. At least if he was fortunate enough to have something to sell after a long winter. Damai visited the town every year

We are all made of flaws Little mistakes that affect our being Incidents taking place over and over again Sometimes you hate yourself because of them You are down, frustrated, distracted But what of it? Aren' t your flaws what makes you special? Don't they lead to the best opportunities? Wouldn't your life be kind of boring without? So the real question is To live a happy standard life Or to make it special and live with the consequences?

Wenn die Welt, die du kennst, in Flammen steht Dir die Asche durch die Augen weht Du den Ruß von deinen Armen wischt Aufblickst Über den Schutt nach vorn schreitest Schritt für Schritt Die Tränen aus den Augen wischt Und schreist Was soll noch passieren? Was soll noch geschehen? Wenn die Welt zu Grunde geht? Der Wille, der den Boden erschüttert Den Horizont zerbricht DU, der vor ihnen steht und sagt: "mich nicht"

It is now approximately ten years ago. Whereas memories on other days glided like ash through Gerard’s fingers, this day always stayed firmly fixed in his mind. It was a day where everything changed, where everything ended, where everything began from anew. It was two days till his tenth birthday – he felt so grown up. His mother Damai had taken him to the town Conec, an easy ride of two days away from their farm. But to him it felt like a world cruise. Never before did he leave their farm, never before did he see the landscape of Dyna and never before did he meet strangers. To be honest they lived quite out of the world. G&eacu