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Hello Jacob I don´t know what to say. What you tell me is no small thing, Jacob. You are making severe accusations. I do not know who Linda is. But if it is true what you say, it is horrible. I don´t know what to say... Jacob. I am not the right person to go to. They took you from me for a...

Dear Jacob. I just got the papers in the post. I almost threw it away with all the advertisement. I am so happy I did not. It say that you want to get in contact with me. And I got this adress with it. I hope that I am doing right. Don´t want to mess anything up with the paperwork. I have...

Childhood Mr_Semtex & Zee Captain "Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.

I like your style :) I did not clutch on to the ideas above here, but I like your thinking and style! Would you be interested in writing something else or something akin to the ones I posted in this thread here, I would love to hear from you! Realistic/Modern - Some creative writing. Realism.

This is a thread I posed today :) Realistic/Modern - Some creative writing. Realism.

Hello! I am a professional Swedish author that want to do some creative - cooperative writing. Not intended to be perfect and to not know where it will take us. I am interested in realism. Gritty and raw. Not a "A meets B develops a relationship and finally gets to fuck" kind of thing ^^´sex...

What kind of game are you searching for? :)

Adrian watched the other as he spoke. He noticed the way Christoph spoke with almost his whole body, as if the body itself wanted to help him communicate what he said. It made one happy to see and intrigued. Kind of like Hitler himself, he thought. It was kind of embarrassing how little talk...

Adrian thanked Christoph in his heart for not prying further. But it probably would come up later. He forced himself to continue the banter while hoping that the older man did not watch him from his place behind them. "Really? Have not noticed! I thought you where shy as the fox!" He looked at...

Adrian sat taken aback by the man´s intensity and words. His own eyes had grown wider by the sentence. If he had not been scared already, now he was. He could had not moved during the complete speech, and now he did his best to wake up out of his paralyzed state. He gave out a series of...

Adrian felt the tension evaporate. Everything had reached its peak and now started to wind down. The girl fled as soon as humanly possible and Adrian dropped both his coupons and enough money on the table for the girl to pick out what she needed. Adrian did not felt happy about the situation...

Christoph seemed so eager to get the uniform on and be off to battle. As he spoke to the waitress he seemed to take to the role of the brave soldier as naturally as could be. Adrian, how ever, felt strange and uncomfortable with the notion. Even if he acted coy. He was such a coward! He hated...

"It was nothing special. Just a sandwich with veggies and fried herring. A fancier fishbötchen." Adrian glanced out through the restaurant windows. Watching other peoples looks out on the street Adrian looked down on his own body. The shirt had gotten creased during the night. It made him...

"Do I?!" Adrian smiled big and set of. "First one´s on me! And I don´t want to hear a lip about it." The pub who doubled as a café showed to be a real one. With real men, women and beer. No fancy ladies or gentlemen. This was regular middle class Berliners. At a table of rowdy men, involved in...

Adrian was overwhelmed. There was so much people. He just wanted some structure in it. Something to keep to and not abide from. He felt a hand in his own, and was about to yank it away. What brash women these ladies where, he thought. But in an instant he realized it was not theirs, but...

Adrian almost laughed out loud as the other poked his head up from behind his make shift blinders. And as the he looked around and with excitement and surprise noticed their location, he looked almost too cute. Like a kid on their way to the Christmas market. A streak of melancholia came over...

Adrian looked back over to the other. At first he did not really understand what the other meant. And so he just laughed forcefully and strange. But as the meaning dawned up on him he broke in to laughter. He felt the tension lift, if only a bit. "Oh. Man. If only that was the case!" He smirked...

Judith Bruman "Oh boy oh mighty! Collect frog cards?" Judith shook her head. "Girl... You´re in for a tough ride. But don´t worry. This Slytherin wont beat you up, will leave that to the others! Let me give you a few pointers before we arrive though." The time past on the train. Joe...

Adrian already liked this Christoph. He was just what he needed. Fun, easy going and polite. Someone to tag along as he kept them out of problems - perfect. He reminded him of his friend Rolfo from back home. That was a good thing. As the cigarettes came out of the bag something warm came over...

The words startled him, and Adrian all of a sudden realized the embaricing reality of their position. He had been so caught up in his own ordeals that he had not entierly thought the situation through. He quickly straighted his back and gave out a forced, but belivable laughter. The other...