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Heartsgrove forest part 6, English

Posted in Fiction / Short stories / Noveller, Heartsgrove, Projects in potentia / Potentiella projekt with tags , , on May 12, 2011 by gaijin

Feeling confused and more than a little bit lost, I tried looking around. Maybe I had been sleepwalking and ended up in the woods near grandma’s house? Although I would have had to been sleepwalking for quite some time because I didn’t see anything that was even remotely familiar. Continue reading

Heartsgrove forest part 5, English

Posted in Fiction / Short stories / Noveller, Heartsgrove, Projects in potentia / Potentiella projekt with tags , , , , , , on May 5, 2011 by gaijin

Shrugging, I looked around the room I was now standing in. It was obviously grandma’s attic, but it looked like nobody had been up here for years and years. Dust covered all of the floor, and cobwebs clung to the old couch standing by the wall. All across the sides of the room, old things were crammed in along the walls. A bust of some old general or something right next to the couch… a few rolled-up carpets, a model ship that didn’t have any sails but instead was full of spiderwebs. Continue reading

Heartsgrove forest part 4, English

Posted in Fiction / Short stories / Noveller, Heartsgrove, Projects in potentia / Potentiella projekt with tags , , , , , , on April 28, 2011 by gaijin

The minutes ticked away and step by step my panic faded… still breathing hard, I tried to feel my way back to the small doorway, but my fingers couldn’t find it however much I tried. Continue reading

Heartsgrove forest part 3, English

Posted in Fiction / Short stories / Noveller, Heartsgrove, Projects in potentia / Potentiella projekt with tags , , , , , , , on April 27, 2011 by gaijin

It was just all so unfair! Feeling angry and sad I threw myself onto the bed desperately clinging to a pillow, letting it smother my sobs and dry my tears. My room was the smaller one of two rooms on the second floor, barely enough room for a bed, a bedside table with a candlestick on it and an old dresser that looked ancient. Continue reading

Heartsgrove forest part 2, English

Posted in Fiction / Short stories / Noveller, Heartsgrove, Poetry / Poesi with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 26, 2011 by gaijin

-“Finally dad! You’re always late!” I said when he pulled alongside the curb. -“Aw Jack, I’m not that late. I just had to pick up some stuff from work, you know how it is.”¬† Yeah. I did know how it was. Looking in through the window of the front passenger seat I saw it was full of manila folders and thick stacks of paper. Sighing, I threw my backpack into the back seat and got in after it. Continue reading

Let me tell you a fairytale…. English

Posted in Fiction / Short stories / Noveller, Heartsgrove, Musings / Luddiga tankegångar, Projects in potentia / Potentiella projekt with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 24, 2011 by gaijin

Alas, I find myself in front of that damnable keyboard. It taunts me with its hard edges and low-cut keys; mockingly it sits there on my desk, silently cursing my very existence. Even without having to struggle it bends my entire being to its will, and forces me down into the very chair I’m sitting in now, to tell you a tale. Continue reading