Of Angels And Demons: French Connection

Resting in a place where I later got inspired for Gott im Park, a story about the father of a family who slaughtered others children to save their souls. Time is so strange.


My brother, my mother and I

Somewhere near Oz


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But sometimes we think about the architect, and then we both shudder.
We've seen him.
He stood there in front of the green box deep within the shadows, and it was the expression on his face that bewildered us so much. He was calm, and he was hungry, and it seemed that he stood there for an eternity. It seemed that he had been standing there long before he began making plans for the irresistible giant behind him, and he always watched us. He watched us before we were born, and in a way he saw us coming, really knowing about our plans to visit this place on that special day.

But we're safe. We're safe now. We're back in Germany, and there's nothing to worry about. We're sure that this was nothing but a bad, bad dream, and dreams never become reality. The trap's still standing there, and until now it didn't move. There's an ocean and many mountains between us. But possibly...

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