The Spirit of Faerie-tales


woman looking out over mountain dale
She stood by the window, enfolded by the music of November. A cold and gloomy wind threw the fallen leaves mercilessly throughout the garden while low-hanging grey clouds threatened with rain…

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Dreaming in Red

Dreaming in red. by NINES Salvador on 500px.com

She was sitting behind a large screen, editing her new photo. She was so focused on this that she didn’t hear her friend entering the room.
“Wow! That looks totally amazing!”
She turned her head at smiled at her friend […]

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A Lorelei Fantasy

Some years ago we were travelling the Rhine. An unforgettable journey… Old castles and cities dotted the fascinating landscape at every bend of the magnificent river around the lush vineyards flowing down the lush hillsides! And… the Legends! I began work on a story and song then, inspired by this trip. But something was missing, […]

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Grandma’s Cup


cracked mug used as planter for clover
She found her in the kitchen, holding a cracked, old mug in her hands. A cloud of dark energy hovered overhead. A slow stream of hollow, grey spirits were moving towards it through the air. ”What happened, dear?” the woman asked worriedly. […]

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Friends


Return to Yggdrasill by Ole Henrik Skjelstad on 500px.com

Nestled on a narrow strip of land between two lakes the house stood on the very shores of both. Trees, mountains and skies reflected in their peaceful crystal waters.
In the morning, the splendour of the rising sun mirrored like liquid gold in the lake to the East. And in the evening the light of the setting sun would move and wreathe like living fire upon the gentle waves of the lake to the West. Indeed, the beauty of that place cannot be described in words, for it was like an amazing fairy tale […]

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The Magical Spinning Top

two children in nighttime desert walking towards aliens

In the huge hall of the spacecraft stood a tall and graceful woman. Stars and galaxies circled around her. By the movement of her hands she controlled their trajectory. Sometimes frowning, she collected some of them in her palms and seemed to fashion them again. Satisfied with the result, she then sent them back into […]

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The Gift – a tale from the twilight (longread)

spring forest trail, green woods, sunlight through leaves

The harvest moon shone silver through storm-riven clouds. As I latched the shutters, a last breath of cold wind forced itself into the room in a spatter of rain. With a quiet sigh, I turned and faced my guest again. She had moved close enough to the fireplace that I thought she might get singed, […]

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