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The Story of a Young Life

It all began when he was small.
Naive and shy, yet careful through all.
Composed, not daring. Not foolish, not sly.
Mostly so quiet, at times just shy.

On time and gentle, but often alone.
Rarely understood, as if it was known.
Curiosity whispered of life far and...

Where Fire Breathes and Mist Dreams

Sometimes the choice is not between good and evil, but between two evils. One you know inside out – with all its moods, strengths, and downfalls. The other feels like an old acquaintance, one that sometimes reaches out a hand and sometimes pushes you away. Both...

A Goal Without a Name

The fairground lay still in the afternoon heat. Only the metallic click of the turnstiles and distant voices broke the air. He was not alone. Two figures accompanied him. Somehow familiar, yet without a history. A closeness he could not place. Almost like a word he knew witho...

When even thoughts find no echo

It’s not pain.
It’s the absence of everything.
No anger, no scream, no resistance.
Only an inner freezing.

Longing for the Unconscious

It wasn’t the first job he had lost, but it was the first he didn’t even fight for. The work had never fulfilled him. It was narrow, silent, externally controlled. Each day a repetition, every thought too big for what was expected of him. He had tried to adapt. Thought...

When Memory Feels More Alive Than the Present

There are moments when joy no longer happens, but must be remembered. One still knows that there was laughter. That touch felt easy. That visits with family, friends, people, were meaningful and beautiful. One knows it, but one does not feel it.

Some...