It’s impossible ugly, this sweater,

Yet I wear it each week, no matter the weather.

Even when it’s blazing hot,

And they shout, “Take off that ugly sweater!”

Uhmmm… I think not!

If I could, I’d wear it for a swim,

Because this sweater reminds me of him....

Lana and Elowyn walked through the field, surrounded by purple flowers. The air was filled with the scent of roses and a hint of lavender, while the sun blazed mercilessly overhead.

“How much farther?” Lana panted, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead. “I can’t keep going. I need water. It’s way too hot.”

Elowyn sighed. “Not much farther. We don’t have time to stop.”

Lana shot her a surprised ...

She stares at the screen, but the words won’t come. Her fingers rest on the keyboard, unmoving, waiting for inspiration that isn’t there. With a sigh, she pushes a hand through her hair and adjusts her glasses.

Then, a soft kiss on her cheek. She turns, and there he is—the warmth in his eyes, the quiet kind of love in the way he looks at her.

“Writing going well?” he asks, his voice low, familia...

Mijn boek Het Kompas van Skavania onderscheidt zich van andere verhalen door unieke elementen en wezens die ik zelf heb verzonnen.

**Het kompas als sleutel**

Hoewel dit concept niet volledig uniek is, dient het kompas in mijn verhaal als een sleutel die toegang geeft tot de magische bron. Deze bron is een essentiële energiebron voor het voortbestaan van Skavania en kan slechts eens in de 10 jaar ...

“Who are you?”

Those three words hit Lana like a punch to the chest. Her breath caught, and for a moment, she couldn’t speak. Then her voice broke through, raw and desperate. “It’s me! I’m Lana!”she yelled, stepping closer. “Eldric, look at me!”

But his eyes.. they were empty, confused. He flinched, as if her words didn’t make sense. “I.. I’m sorry he said softly, shaking his head. “I don’t know...

I hear him come in, and my blood already starts boiling. Without saying a word, he throws his jacket over the chair for the umpteenth time instead of hanging it in the hallway where it belongs. I roll my eyes but decide not to say anything. I don’t feel like having yet another fight. I grab the TV remote and put on my favorite show, Home and Away. I hear him rummaging in the cupboard, and he sits ...

The water washed the sand from her toes. It felt soft and silky. Apart from the sound of the waves, everything was still. Lana savored the quiet and the moment of being alone. The horizon was glowing red; night was falling. _I should head back before Elowyn starts worrying_, she thought. She nudged a seashell with her foot and turned to leave.

Then she stopped.

Where there had been nothing but s...

Lea zette haar fiets tegen het hek bij de ingang van het park. De avondzon wierp een warme oranje gloed over het grasveld. Ze liep naar het bankje bij de vijver en liet zich zakken. Hier kon ze ademhalen, even ontsnappen aan alles.

Uit haar jas haalde ze een zakje broodresten. De eendjes waren er meteen bij, hun kleine golfjes doorbraken het spiegelgladde water. Ze gooide een paar kruimels en keek...