CHAPTER 4 (Nikolaus)

Their gazes got caught. He looks at her, slightly tanned skin, long brown and dense hair which falls behind her neck. She is wearing a white shirt, which gives a contrast to the brown. Their eyes meet. Eyes contact could be dangerous he know, but he cannot resist. The same eye colour he recognize, brown. But her eyes are different. They have something meaningful, expressive. There are full of live and dynamism, like nature. He couldn’t detach himself from her. Holding her in his arms, what a wonderful feeling.

He recognizes that her mouth moves, ‘Oh thanks! ‘She sat up and tardy she slips out of his arms. Slowly he notices where he was. Railway station, train, on the way home. It was like that he was bathed in another world for a short moment and now he wake up. What would he give to repeat this journey.

She is standing in front of him. Expect that he say something. But he does not know what. He looks away, searching for words, thinking about what he could say intentionally. ‘No problem, I just react’. The best reaction that he did ever before in his outstanding life. ‘You are a gentleman’ ‘Yes, I am’ he answered with a chuckle, fond of her charming art.

Fugacity what a disastrous thing. Time always behind your back making decisions, which you don’t want. The Time is ever be with you, control you’re live and confuses you. The Train leaves soon. A look behind his shoulder and she was gone in the crowd. 

He is sitting in his final train, back to his home, back to his disappointing life. As it was always be it will always remain. He looks outside, watch the crowd of people which drift away, like a river. He sees a man in front of his window, who is strolling aimlessly. Childs playing with an old can. He notices a magnificent thing on the ground. He wasn’t able to see what it is exactly, but it shines. A bird comes, pick it up and fly with it far away to an wonderful place that nobody will knows. Just the bird and the resplendent thing. 

He jumps up, rushes into the corridor, stumbling but he do not fall. He pushes the door with strength that he never fell before. He run, pushed by incredible will. He want it, like never something before. He jumps into the train; it has to be the right! He feel it, like never something before. He goes some steps. And then he saw her, sitting in a chair. He looks at her, she looks at him. The train moves slowly, people outside passed. The best decision he has done. 

CHAPTER 3 (Jimmy)

The wild sun plays to touch my dark skin. I am feeling a live. Live. Nice sensation. How much I was missing the real life...

Here I am. Somewhere you probably don't know. The high trees look like paper castles, stroking the sky. All around me is green, as lies. The nature seems to whisper me the road to the city. I don't know why, but inside this lush forest I am not feeling lost. So I walk, walk in the rain, in the dark night, in the seconds, minutes, hours...a labyrinth of time.

Finally, I do get rid of the skin of innocence. I am not a child any more. And I am not like Peter Pan, I really want to grow with the years, and one far day close my eyes in an eternal dream.

I am in the city. One city more in this world...the name doesn't matter. Here nobody cares about your nothing. So lonely, as ever, I continue my adventure in this new spider web of skycrapers. I admire every new discovery agreement: the elevator, the amazing shops of the central street, the posters of lights, the tides of people going to some unknown place...

Under ground.

What is this? I just want to see. So I go down the stairs with all types of people, angels and demons of this hostile place called Earth. I am not sure who is who...they deceive the appearance.

In a moment of confusion something pushes me into the arms of someone. Someone confused, that maybe is as he looks. Because sometimes, only sometimes, the things seem as they look. He. Maybe a sweet demon. He catches me, and fortunately, I don't fall.

Oh! Thanks.

(He should be your character, to can start a history together. React as you want. Willing to mess you up. With love. Jimmy♥)

CHAPTER 2 (Nikolaus)

He is lying on the cold ground. Cold as his feelings and the environment. He is done with the world and his life. Bleakness surrounds his mind. Shadows have taken possession of him and captured his dreams, put them in a cage and he lost the key to open it. He lost it because he forgets to live, lost the odor of rain, lost the feeling from the sun which was tickling his skin.

He stands up, slowly and carefully , he feels how the world pressed him down. Pressure which has it origins roots in disappointment. Disappointment fueled by bad experiences, he will never forget. He goes to the window to take a look outside. Sun, blue sky, but the world seems so foreign and different as if he had lost his eyesight.

He feels like a light from a small candle, which is running away from the wind who wants to capture and wipe it out. He was unprotected, helpless. A game that the wind plays, again and again. He, the small light will never have a chance to stand still, to calm down, he is dragged around by the wind. He knows that someday the wind will come and blow him out. And then nobody will remember the existence of him, he will be gone.

Cold.

(first chapter of my character which shows the melancholic site of him )

CHAPTER 1 (Jimmy)

Here I am, where the destiny made me born, between tulip petals wich the spring brought after a cold winter. I am bored as usually. The beauty of the new season does not make me feel as when i was a child. Now the garden has not fairies, and the bugs are not my friends. It seems that a thousand years have passed since then. My world isn't big enough to hold all my dreams 

Today is a normal day, an other in the calendar, nothing important. Not for anybody. But maybe, this negligible moment is decisive for my future. Yes, my future, this big monster that plays to catch me. I have to do something with him before he hunts me.

Should I make a decision?

Okay. I am ready to leave my house. It has been a long time since It ceased to be my home. Well, I know, this will be the adventure of my life. I confess, I am afraid. But I have to go away, as quickly as I can, I can not stand living in this boring heaven. I want to escape the angels butterfly wings. I need to know more about the world, how it is to play with a match and swim in gasoline, how is love, how it hurts, how is it hate, how expensive it is. I want to try to be evil. Amusingly bad. Like a black angel.

I do not want to wear pink, or politely drinking tea. I want to wear black, grey and red. I want to drink beers and succumb to alcohol arms. I want to skip the rules, because I got tired of being a good girl.

So i take all my things and i put it into a big bag. I go away.  Goodbye heaven, hello world.

(A short first chapter to present the wild spirit of my character)