Chapter One
Dark Lord Fallen
In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient Sekunde man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have Du heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the Sekunde man’s face. “Nothing Fredrick,” he answered.
He hesitated momentarily, as if holding something back and Fredrick’s eyes narrowed. “What is it, Nikolas?”
“I--I don’t know,” sagte Nikolas. “I have this feeling that something terrible has happened.”
“You and your feelings,” scoffed Fredrick. “What terrible thing could happen on this night, of all nights? Soon our lord’s greatest enemies shall be dead and we will be free to take over the world.”
Nikolas hesitated again. “I don’t know,” he sagte uncertainly, “the Austyns are his greatest enemies for a reason, Fredrick. There is a chance, however slim, that this plan might not work. And what would we do if Lord Druidrick dies? Where would we be without him?”
Fredrick smirked for a moment. “You’ll find out when the time comes.”
Later that night, a small, battered-looking group of wizards entered the pub and joined the tabelle of Fredrick and Nikolas.
One wizard with short frizzy gray hair sat down at the head of the tabelle with a grave expression on his face. “The Austyns have killed Lord Druidrick,” he announced sorrowfully.
Only Nikolas reacted at that statement. He gasped and fell off his chair.
The rest of them ignored him. “Lord Druidrick killed Arlene Austyn,” sagte the grey haired wizard, “but Baird Austyn killed him. I killed Baird Austyn as revenge.”
“What does it matter?” asked one wizard with a missing eye. “Without Lord Druidrick we are doomed.”
“Percevil, may I speak?” sagte Fredrick to the wizard at the head of the table.
“Proceed Fredrick,” sagte Percevil.
“Lord Druidrick has let me in on his plans in case of the unlikely event of his death. He has entrusted me to set a curse on a baby, sealing his powers and his dormant soul in the baby’s body. Then, we prepare a suitable host for his soul after it matures inside his temporary host.”
“Such a spell exists?” sagte Nikolas, eyes wide with surprise.
Percevil looked thoughtful. “The soul would take time to mature. At least ten years. After that much time, to take the soul out of the child’s body would kill the child. We must choose our host carefully.”
“And quickly,” added Fredrick. “The spell Lord Druidrick cast on himself will only allow his soul to remain in limbo for one Tag before it must Bewegen on.”
They were all silent for a moment, thinking. Then Nikolas looked up, excitement sparking in his eyes. “The Austyns had a child,” was all he said.
Dark Lord Fallen
In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient Sekunde man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have Du heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the Sekunde man’s face. “Nothing Fredrick,” he answered.
He hesitated momentarily, as if holding something back and Fredrick’s eyes narrowed. “What is it, Nikolas?”
“I--I don’t know,” sagte Nikolas. “I have this feeling that something terrible has happened.”
“You and your feelings,” scoffed Fredrick. “What terrible thing could happen on this night, of all nights? Soon our lord’s greatest enemies shall be dead and we will be free to take over the world.”
Nikolas hesitated again. “I don’t know,” he sagte uncertainly, “the Austyns are his greatest enemies for a reason, Fredrick. There is a chance, however slim, that this plan might not work. And what would we do if Lord Druidrick dies? Where would we be without him?”
Fredrick smirked for a moment. “You’ll find out when the time comes.”
Later that night, a small, battered-looking group of wizards entered the pub and joined the tabelle of Fredrick and Nikolas.
One wizard with short frizzy gray hair sat down at the head of the tabelle with a grave expression on his face. “The Austyns have killed Lord Druidrick,” he announced sorrowfully.
Only Nikolas reacted at that statement. He gasped and fell off his chair.
The rest of them ignored him. “Lord Druidrick killed Arlene Austyn,” sagte the grey haired wizard, “but Baird Austyn killed him. I killed Baird Austyn as revenge.”
“What does it matter?” asked one wizard with a missing eye. “Without Lord Druidrick we are doomed.”
“Percevil, may I speak?” sagte Fredrick to the wizard at the head of the table.
“Proceed Fredrick,” sagte Percevil.
“Lord Druidrick has let me in on his plans in case of the unlikely event of his death. He has entrusted me to set a curse on a baby, sealing his powers and his dormant soul in the baby’s body. Then, we prepare a suitable host for his soul after it matures inside his temporary host.”
“Such a spell exists?” sagte Nikolas, eyes wide with surprise.
Percevil looked thoughtful. “The soul would take time to mature. At least ten years. After that much time, to take the soul out of the child’s body would kill the child. We must choose our host carefully.”
“And quickly,” added Fredrick. “The spell Lord Druidrick cast on himself will only allow his soul to remain in limbo for one Tag before it must Bewegen on.”
They were all silent for a moment, thinking. Then Nikolas looked up, excitement sparking in his eyes. “The Austyns had a child,” was all he said.
I don't believe you.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what Du give me?
Why did Du break up with me?
I don't understand.
Du were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And Du left me.
Du abandoned me.
Why did Du dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, Du leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what Du give me?
Why did Du break up with me?
I don't understand.
Du were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And Du left me.
Du abandoned me.
Why did Du dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, Du leave me.
Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?
I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
When Du hope,
Du expect and wish,
Du have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
Du don’t want them killed,
Hope makes Du stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to Du in life,
Sometimes Du need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
Du and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire Du herz out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
Du know what Du want,
Keep hoping till the END……
Du expect and wish,
Du have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
Du don’t want them killed,
Hope makes Du stronger,
We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,
Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,
Keep hope close to Du in life,
Sometimes Du need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,
Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,
Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,
Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?
Du and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,
Wish and desire Du herz out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
Du know what Du want,
Keep hoping till the END……
Temporary Home
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are Engel who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to Bewegen on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before Du can say “Thank you” oder “I Liebe you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They KISS our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are Engel who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to Bewegen on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before Du can say “Thank you” oder “I Liebe you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They KISS our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
Friends Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
Friends don't back stab you.
Friends don't talk behind your back oder be pissed off at Du when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all Friends for never.
When we need to go back to being Friends FOREVER!
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
Friends don't back stab you.
Friends don't talk behind your back oder be pissed off at Du when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all Friends for never.
When we need to go back to being Friends FOREVER!