Korte verhalen check: The boy without a face
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A boy without a face, without a name and without grace, he wandered through the world with nothing to embrace. There was no one who raised him, loved or ever praised him. All he had was Music, which ever did amaze him. He never ever got lonely, because Music was his friend. As for his father and his mother: he never got to hold their hand. They died when he was born, no one knows why or how. But this story is about the boy, so it’s irrelevant now. Music became his soulmate, she would never leave his side. That’s why all the more sad it was, the day that Music died. The boy then cried his heart out of the eyes he never had and gave it to Music, whom he wanted to live real bad. Music then came back to life at the cost of that of the boy, so she merged with his heart and soul to know his pain and joy and so he’d never truly die: he still lives within her core. They are the music we know now: pop, classic, jazz and more. The boy and Music bring emotion in all the music we hear. It’s all fragments of their heart and soul, so please, hold music dear. Ik weet het, het is meer een soort gedicht, maar omdat ik begon dit te schrijven als verhaal (waar toevallig wat rijm in zat) wil ik het ook als verhaal posten. Commentaar is altijd welkom, zowel positief als negatief. |
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Verwijderde gebruiker Berichten: 904 |
Mijn grote grote complimenten voor je Engels. Sowieso vind ik schrijven in het Engels al ruk, laat staan dat ik zou kunnen rijmen, of zelfs maar een tekst met een beetje inhoud zou kunnen schrijven. Ja, oprecht respect. |
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Ichigo Berichten: 349 |
Thanks grtz |
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