The Runaway. A Tinderella story.

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Once upon a time, in a beautiful enchanted city lived a young maiden going by the name of Ella. No, not Cinderella, but simply Ella. You could say many things about her, perception is but in the eye of the beholder. … Continue reading

The End. – Or why I left my job.

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Once upon a time, in a land far away hidden in between Mountains, lived a mighty King. He was a young King, but a determined one. Never thought that his youth would be a time for enjoyment of life and … Continue reading

The Curse of the Storyteller.

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It is common knowledge that without an intense, intricate or somehow dramatic personal life, a storyteller is rendered quite obsolete. Creation strikes only when there is a story to tell and so a storyteller should always have an exciting and … Continue reading

The Little Princess. Part III

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And so what the little Princess had predicted years and years ago arrived, The King and Queen separated. And, as predicted, the young Princess wasn’t sad about it. She wasn’t sad no, she felt a bit… Weird… Everything she knew … Continue reading

The Little Princess. Part II

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The little Princess didn’t mind one bit being sent to her Grandmother’s Palace (Read why she’s sent there in the first place in Part I here). Not only did she think it was the most beautiful Palace in the whole wide world, … Continue reading

Walk Away.

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  “I take it you’re staying in Prague at least until autumn?” Was what my mom asked me yesterday when she called me. “Looks like it. But hey you know me, I might book a plane ticket at the first … Continue reading

Love. Murder. Songs.

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I’ve been wanting to write about Garrett Kato for about a year and a half now. We arrived in Byron Bay on a humid day in early march 2013. I was ecstatic. I remembered how my dad used to love … Continue reading