Tanker
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Hope never dies
And then he was gone. One moment he was there, holding her hand, smiling from the hospital bed. Then the light in his eyes faded and the person she knew was gone. So easy. So quick – though no one would call it quick. Years of being sick, so quickly culminated and she felt… empty.The
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For Eternity
Ale spilled over Owens fingers as a comrade shoved a mug into his hand “Drink up! For glory!” the hoarse voice shouted over the noise in the tavern. Owen didn’t hesitate and emptied the mug in two large gulps. The alcohol made his body tingle, his thoughts fuzzy and the mood rose even more. “For
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Dreams and starlight
Words delivered with kindness and love, were received as critique. Yet she did not know why. She was surrounded by family that proclaimed that they loved her, that she was fine and nothing was wrong – yet she somehow knew they lied. Their eyes, their movements and voices were alien to her, and she wondered
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Tish
Af feer at være var Tish ikke specielt spændende. Hun havde ikke den samme klokkeklare latter, de elegante bevægelser eller den kaotiske drillende natur. Ofte sad hun på en træstub når de andre feer legede og drillede sommerfuglene, uden selv at deltage. Tish havde altid følt sig uden for, følt sig anderledes. Det var startet
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Åbne øjne, åbent sind
Historier om det uforklarlige, om fare og uforståelighed er tilskrevet legender, myter, overtro og religion. At forstå hvad vores forgængere så, hvad de mødte og hvad de troede er som at forstå livet selv – individuelt. Gamle historier er advarsler pakket ind i flotte ord og poesi. Det skulle Mary nok have tænkt over før