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 heard that I can have these signs:
1. U Liebe the ocean
2. The ocean is calling out for u
3. U don't like wearing pants
4. I r naive
5. I Liebe baths
6. I watch Tag little mermaid everyday. But the Frage is are we mermaids? Do we have a psychic connection with the ocean?
Are we even humans?...
Pls we can help each other find out :)
Dear Well....You,
I Liebe you, Du know that? I think your absolutely astounding, and amazing, and I hope Du never change. Du make my Tag in every way, and as far as now, you’ve been completely supportive.
I Liebe how when I shiver just a bit, Du hand me your sweater.
I Liebe how Du KISS my cheek when I blush.
I Liebe Du how Du smell, and how Du taste.
I Liebe how Du tell me I’m beautiful, even when I look like crap.
I Liebe how when I’m just the tiniest bit scared, Du tell me everything’s going to be alright.
I Liebe how when Du speak, sometimes, the most awkwardness things come out, and we joke about it.
I Liebe how when I mess up my words, Du tease me about it, but don’t make a big deal.
I Liebe how Du KISS me.
I Liebe Du completely
Please never change.
Liebe Me
I Liebe you, Du know that? I think your absolutely astounding, and amazing, and I hope Du never change. Du make my Tag in every way, and as far as now, you’ve been completely supportive.
I Liebe how when I shiver just a bit, Du hand me your sweater.
I Liebe how Du KISS my cheek when I blush.
I Liebe Du how Du smell, and how Du taste.
I Liebe how Du tell me I’m beautiful, even when I look like crap.
I Liebe how when I’m just the tiniest bit scared, Du tell me everything’s going to be alright.
I Liebe how when Du speak, sometimes, the most awkwardness things come out, and we joke about it.
I Liebe how when I mess up my words, Du tease me about it, but don’t make a big deal.
I Liebe how Du KISS me.
I Liebe Du completely
Please never change.
Liebe Me
I sit in the dark. Thinking about Jack. A single tear comes out of my eye, then another. I start to laugh quietly, trying not to wake up my sister. Then, the horrible memory from my awful dream came back to me. I went to the door and paused. I sighed and told myself that nothing is out there but the hallway, the dining room, living room and the kitchen. I took out my phone from my jacke and looked at the time. It's 5:59. I rolled my eyes and opened and closed the door quietly and sat on the soft couch. I started to drift into thoughts about Degrassi, and what it would be like if I went there. Then, a black figure moved across the kitchen. Spooked, I quickly walked to my aunts' laptop and looked up some funny Videos on youtube.com to keep m off track from the figure. Hours passed, and I am still freaked. Ten Minuten later, I calm down and look up some Mehr funny stuff. Ugh! I must be haluccinating from lack of sleep. I rubbed my eyes and went back to my bedroom and passed out.