Under The Armour

Our next experiment took place in the maze of the lost hearts. My immortal muse was more than happy to guide me to a meadow near the center of the maze and to reach out for the pale knight to find the same spot. "I will watch you", she said, "but it is better, if…

Tricked By A Muse

Breathing got strange these days. No matter how much I tried, every breath started to sound like a sigh. I was sitting down at the Strudlhofstiege in mild January-weather and sighed my song. I hadn’t heard from my own muse for days and as a golden shimmer lit the wall, I couldn’t believe my luck.…

In The Maze Of The Lost Hearts

I sighed and sighed and sighed. The words I typed in the computer just wouldn’t connect themselves properly. No magic could evolve from this sentences. I felt the demon of frustration sitting down next to me and making itself comfortable to stay for a while. Time to sigh again. A whirlwind of golden magic ripped…

Enigmas Song

As I did so often before, I wished, I could purr like a cat. A cat would have hushed the weeping of the childlike creature in my arms in no time. But without this feline superpower, what could I do? Depression & Art, it came back to me, wasn’t that the subject of this test?…

Test In Black

Swallowed by darkness - I would have preferred a classroom for my test. The cold of the blackness laid its scary fingers around me and my body was flooded with the breath of fear, from adrenalin to all the other stuff signalizing danger to my brain. But I know this place, for I have been…

The magic of empathy

My first attempt to answer this question was: “Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer”. It actually went on a bit longer: “Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrr”. And even longer than that, but who has time for that? “Don’t get blocked”, my new muse softly said. “Just think back from this moment and I will watch your memory.” Wow, now that is solid magic, I…

The first question

“Magic?” All my fears stormed back in a sudden rush. I could feel my face turn pale as a fresh mozzarella-ball. “I can do no magic”, I whispered. “I am just a normal mortal person. And I am clumsy as well. I could not learn a slide of hand trick, if I practised it for…

An encouraging smile

“She is in, you heard it”, the muse said over her shoulder. A sudden breeze caught her hair and let it dance charmingly, while mine was just blown around chaotically, taking my sight and getting stuck on my lips. A small owl has landed on her shoulder. It wore a green wreath made out of…

An intriguing offer

“Work? With me?”, my heart tumbled in excitement. “Working with an actual muse?” I dreamt aloud: “With your magical intervention I sure will have the chance to defeat this nasty block, that held me back for much too long. Finally, I will become a true writer!” Her look changed. “A writer? That is all you…