Donnerstag, 30. April 2015

The Riverstory.

Karēj was a young, tall man of muscular statue. While most of his head remained cleanly shaven, a line of long hair descended from the top of his head, assembled just over his neckin a loose ponytail and ended around his hips. Karēj was a hunter, his bare chest full of Tattoos and Scars. His chin had a sharp, defined edge that made you think he was unable to smile. His spear, which he inherited by his father, was all of his pride. He never parted from it.

Freitag, 24. April 2015

Dahinter.

Ich laufe. Seit Stunden schon. Immer und immer weiter hinauf. Meine Beine schreien nach Erlösung. Jeder Stein unter meinen Füßen fühlt sich an wie ein Messer, das sich in meine Fußsohlen bohrt. Meine Kleider hängen mir durchnässt vom Leib. 'Ich kann nicht mehr!', sagt mein Körper.
'Weiter!', sagt meine Neugier.