(Text by Joël Adami) Dieser Text ist mit Hilfe folgender Dinge entstanden: Einer leeren Dose Hard Seltzer (nicht empfehlenswert!), ungefähr 15 Einweg-Essstäbchen, einem Tarot-Deck und dem Journaling-Game „Channel 36 -The Void Caller“. 𓆣 12. Juli Ich muss das hier alles aufschreiben. Anders werde ich es mir selbst nicht mehr glauben. Es ist lediglich die zweite […]
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(Text by Sven Wohl) Wann et dach nëmmen eng Sichmaschinn fir dee ganze Knascht géif ginn. D’Iwwreg huet sech duerch den hallwe Bierg vu Schrott gewullt. D’Verzweiwlung huet et virugedriwwen, mä sengem Zil kee Millimeter méi no bruecht. De Küb mat den Donnéeë wollt net optauchen, egal wéi déif et era gegraff huet, egal wéi […]
(Text by Giulia Barbarossa) Once it was barely dayspring, warm orange and pink sunrays wakened the little fairy from her slumber. She unwrapped herself from the pear leaf blanket and got out of her acorn cap bed, tiptoeing over to her washbasin. After successfully scrubbing out the sleepy-seeds from her eyes, the little fairy preened […]
(Text by Ognyan ‘Flame’ Darinov) Henri Schaultes broke one of his most sacred traditions today. When he sat down for his morning coffee in his spacious kitchen, he decided, almost like a maniac, that this morning he wouldn’t read the news in French. Instead, he’d do so in a language that he could speak perfectly […]
(Text by Audrey Martin) Your eyes sting as you stare at the blinking bar on the screen in front of you — grey shadows dancing over the bright, white page. Breathing has been difficult for the last hour. You know it should be automatic but it isn’t, so you inflate your lungs yourself, deflate them, […]
(Text by Luc François) Als der Riese über das Dorf herfiel, trieb sich der Jägerssohn Aaron gerade im nahen Wäldchen herum. Noch bevor aus der Ferne das tiefe Ächzen herüberdrang, und der Boden unter den stampfen Schritten erzitterte, verrieten die Tiere sein Kommen. Sie hatten eine schlimmere Bedrohung als den Menschen erkannt. Überall knackte und […]
(Text by Kiara Roth) If I could have chosen my superpower, I would have picked invisibility or flying. Maybe time travel. Some fancy stuff that would make me look cool in front of my classmates or that I could use to get the things that I wanted. Something… you know, helpful. Unfortunately, I was not […]
(Text by Gregory Fearn) My name is Wilson Klein. In life, I was a woodworker. Now, I am a ghost. That is to say, I am a soul without a body. I was a ghost for many years before my having died – which is when most people who become ghosts do so – but […]