Angelic wings

Darkness surrounds me as I get the feeling that I'm falling. Even so, I also have the feeling that I'm not alone. I can hear the rustling of feathers beside me. Is someone trying to catch me? Or following me in that dark place just to feed on my remains after I've hit the bottom. A soft voice calls out to me but I can't hear the words. A warm sensation rushes through my body as an arm wraps around me. The sound of beating wings grows stronger, as if to slow me down. Slowly the wind that has been rushing past my ears dies down and I get the sensation of floating in the air. The voice from before is there again but I still don't hear any words. The sound of the birdlike wings captivates me, pushing any thought away. Feathers touch my hair as I slowly feel the warmth of the body that caught me. Even though I can't hear the voice I know that it's there to complete me and help me. My own personal angel.

passing hearts

Two people passing by on a street or square with the sun setting and the moon claming its place in the sky. In an instant their eyes lock and a spark flies. As fast as it happens it is over again.They walk on just to stop after a few steps.
‘Who was that?’ They turn around but can’t see the other in the crowd.  Both have the wish to see the other just one more time, to confirm it wasn’t a dream. As if moved by destiny the crowd splits apart and the two catch each other's eye again. Another spark flies between them before the crowd closes up. Love? Lust? Both? Or soulmates? Who knows.  Destiny moves in strange ways. For now they just pass each other, leaving each other's memory imprinted with their smell, their look and their hearts until destiny brings them together again.

battlefield survivor

Silence was the first thing I became aware of. Unaware that the battle was won. The last thing I could remember was the axe coming towards me and when I woke up again I was in the tent for the wounded and dying. The weird part of it was that I was the only one in there. I tried to move, sit upright but I was unable to, bound by my wrists and ankles to the bed. The tent opening went open and a couple of heads appeared. They looked familiar but the expression on their faces was a surprise and i saw that Happiness and fear were fighting on their faces. The heads disappeared again to make place for another one. Her I did know. She was the one that lead us on the battlefield. "You gave us quite a scare" was the first thing she said. Slowly she walked in and sat down on the side of my bed and after giving me a worried look, she started telling. Apparently just before the axe struck me something extraordinary had happened. The fear of dying had awoken a dormant power within me. Friend and foe died in a massive explosion that seemed to emanate from within me. It was the power of my people.

sun rays in the city

The darkness disappeared and the heavy rains that plagued the city became wind. Although there were still few people on the streets of the city I felt the change as something good. The rest that the city breathed after the violence of the storm was inspiring. The first sun rays touched my face and I closed my eyes to enjoy just their warmth. Thick droplets from the wet trees and the street shone golden in the light of the sun. An empty city in the first sun rays is a beautiful sight and for just a short moment you will imagine yourself in an abandoned city.