LOGINIt wasn't long before someone opened the door for me. When the door opened, an older woman was standing in front of me, she must have been a very pretty woman when she was younger, because her features are still soft. Her clothes look very outdated, that is, she wore a light blue dress, the colors were already faded. The dress resembles a peasant from the Middle Ages. I briefly explained to her the fact that I found myself in the cold, dark forest after someone tripped me and fell on my head. She looked worried and asked me into her house. The furnishings were sparse, there was no sofa in the living area, just a table with six chairs, next to it was an open kitchen, but there was no stove, there was only a fireplace. It was very strange, I felt like I had traveled back in time, to a time when there was still no electricity, because only a few candles were lit... In the next moment she stood behind me and touched the back of my head a few times. Then she told me that I only had a minor injury on my head and that it would heal quickly. I explained to her why I was walking around in black, and In a low, determined voice she then told me that I can be glad I knocked on her door, because anyone else would have stoned me at that moment and called me a witch. Wait a minute, witch, stoned, maybe she'll tell me and exactly a moment later she told me that too. Did I end up in the Middle Ages? But that's not possible, I haven't climbed in any time machine, let alone that I have such an ability to turn back time..
View Morewas dark and cold. I was lying in the middle of the forest, the treetops had grown close together, and hardly any light came through. Only a small shimmer of silver came through between the leaves and only illuminated a small part that was in front of me. So I went to the light or rather towards the moon, maybe someone is in that direction who can tell me where I am.
With every step forward, this forest looked more and more eerie, I hoped I wouldn't have to spend the night out here. The night was very cold and I wasn't wearing very much because it was summer and very hot. For this reason I only had my boots with many buckles, black very short pants and a very short halter top and I still have my black cuffs with buckles on, as well as two braids so that my hair does not lie on my neck in the warm weather and glue.
I never thought it could get so cold at night, I mean, it's summer. It doesn't look particularly like my home here either. But how could I have got so far in such a short time? Somebody tripped me again in my hometown and of course I fell on my head and passed out. So then the madmen put me in a forest so that I would be nice and far away and never come back.
I don't know why they are all against me, I never did anything to them. All the trouble because I don't run around like the others, why should I, I'm not like them. I'm me and I'm proud of it, I'm a Goth, what the heck, that's why I'm still human. Unfortunately, the others see everything differently.
Well, it doesn't matter, if I find someone here who can help me, then I'll show the people because I know their faces and after all this time even their full names and addresses, because now they have really gone too far. There is a clearing in front, I hope I can see a little more than just brush and tree. But somehow I feel more comfortable here in this eerie forest than at home, where everyone hates me just because I'm different.
If I'm really far from home here, then maybe I can stay here and start a new life if the people around here are more tolerant. As I see, it's not a clearing in front, but the end of the forest, how beautiful, finally a different landscape and hopefully people who can and want to help me. I hope that the people are nicer here, I don't know how long my psyche can take it, all the teasing is already tough. Now I have reached the last tree and am shocked at what I see there.
There was a village there, but not as I know villages. Because there was a village whose houses were built of wood and in the middle of it I see a fountain in a large square, that will be the market place. Surely that can't be, there aren't any backwoodsmen who still live like this at this time, or do they?
But I don't care about that now, I need help and I can't even start complaining that it's not the help I wanted. I sincerely hoped that up there in this village there would be decent people who have a heart and who don't mind what I wear and how I look. However, I still have concerns, if they don't like me and it looks like they are really still backwoodsmen, then I'm now afraid that they might suddenly attack me with pitchforks.
After a long silence, something started to shake me and I heard someone shout my name over and over again. The voice looked familiar to me, but I still couldn't place it. I didn't know what they wanted from me or who wanted something from me. In any case, I just wanted my peace and quiet, but I wasn't allowed it. The shaking grew a little stronger, the screams louder, but I didn't want to react. Who would have ever expected that your mother would see to it that you were buried? If I was so wrong about her, would I ever find out why she took this step? The shaking got stronger again and the screaming louder, now it was too loud for me, the shaking too strong, it was increasingly annoying me, so I opened my eyes to see who couldn't leave me alone.I saw two horrified golden eyes.“Moran? What the hell is going on? ”Were my first annoyed words, then he looked at me in amazement.“I wanted to ask you that, you cried in your sleep and kept asking wh
We rode through the forest for a while, I saw a few foxes, rabbits, deer, we even rode past wolves. Beautiful animals. With Moran, the forest is only half as scary, which may also be due to the fact that it was bright day and not night. I felt very comfortable in his arm, I barely felt the pain in my throat. After a while I even fell asleep in his arms, hugging him very closely, I dreamed of kissing him for the first time, telling him about my feelings, just having him to myself. I don't know how long I slept, but it was already dark again, so we rode through the whole day, but further ahead there is a light, no, a campfire.I slowly woke up when we got closer to the campfire and when we got there I also saw Odim and Sirez sitting around the fire and grilling a wild boar over the fire. Only now did I notice that I had eaten the last thing since yesterday morning; if I were alone, then I could have eaten the whole pig, the hunger was so great.When Odim saw us he said:
Why was my life going so bad? First everyone hates me, then I find people who like me and who want to help me, then I also meet dark elves, including a very nice one and then exactly this one killed me in his anger. I no longer feel anything, no sensations, such as feelings or physical nature, I am weightless and outlawed. I feel good here in this nothing, because it is dark so that nothing could be seen, but it wasn't cold either. It felt nice to be here where nothing could happen to you anymore.Somehow my consciousness still seems to persist, what would I give to see Moran now, but maybe it's better that way, because he wouldn't be able to see me, only my dead shell, which is now at his feet. But I would still be interested in whether he finally recognized me, even if it is too late. But something is in nowhere, I can't describe it, it's warm. I always thought that the dark nothing is cold and then you go into the warm light, because that's how it was always described. But
We sat in silence by the campfire for a long time until we lay down to sleep, tomorrow will be a long day because we still have to catch up with Odim and Sirez so we can ride on together. I suspected that I would wake up alone the next day, but then there was this trust that I couldn't explain to myself. Also this night passed me dreamlessly, but still something was different, I felt something warm and soft on my cheek, but could not assign it, so I had to open my eyes for better or worse to find out what it was.Then I saw two golden eyes and a charming smile.“Good morning, I hope you slept well? I would let you sleep longer, but we should leave. We won't catch up with Odim and my brother, but we shouldn't stay too long in one place, if the soldiers only gave us a hangover. I found a little stream over there, so you can freshen up a little. I'll pack up then so we can go when you're done. "Now a moment has come when I would love to give him the fatal bl





