Hello, I'm new here, that's my first FF!


As my Nick says, I'm writing four episodes


no matter if someone reads it or not !!


The seasons are like a life in my case


Vegeta's life. I write it as I see it


what doesn’t have to mean that this is correct!


I'm writing it as a review so don't be surprised!


Oh, every season / phase of life I have one


Quote or poem preceded by the if


one`s reads exactly what I am describing!


So don't hold it against me !! I see


this is just an excerpt from the sample that is complete


Version comes next week !!


I ask the few who read this through


for comments of any kind !!!






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..... hidden things slumber


in tender bud


protective housing

still.


A gentle breath rises


[...]what is quietly hidden is terrified


but.


And in the bud deep inside


recollects what has been lost,


to bind oneself warmly to life -


yet.......






A man stands lonely on a cliff, his gaze spellbound at the sea. The people who see him standing there ask themselves ... "What is he hoping to see there?" ... His brown eyes, lost in thoughts, remember things long past. He closes it and here the journey begins .............




Tschiep, Tschiep .... Tschiep, Tschiep .... a little colorful bird sits on a tree and announces the morning with its sweet song. The sun rises on a planet far from our world. Not an ordinary planet. Vegeta.


The rays of the sun wander slowly over the earth and redeem everything from the dark night animals, trees, lakes and then they fall into a city. Shigara, infinite freedom. It is the capital of one of the most powerful empires.Of the people of dragons. Saijins.


The city wakes up in the dawn. Hustle and bustle on the streets. Traders, merchants from all directions in the universe bid, trade, buy and sell. Loud pallaber lies over the city and small children laugh ...............




..... The man on the cliff, he's smiling ...........




... his thoughts fly on past fragrant taverns and quietly rushing brooks that run through the whole city. He is now standing in the middle of this paradise and observing the people. Everything seems so familiar to him, so familiar, so close and yet so far away. He continues up to a flight of stairs. He slowly climbs it. Up to a platform. It is still in the shade and few people liven up the otherwise overcrowded place. Palète, the place for all lovers, for students, senators, soldiers and officials. His gaze wanders and stops at a small fountain ...


"Vargas where are we here?" asks a child's voice "on the Palète" replies a rough voice "it's nice here, we can stay here a little longer until we have to go back to the palace Vargas" "of course Prince Vegeta as you like" ........ ......

the man tears from his thoughts and looks ahead. the sun climbs the stairs and now illuminates the plateau and also the young man and then it reveals a view of a gigantic garden. A breathtaking sight presents itself to him and the further the sun runs towards the last patch of shadow that still lasts, it reveals the view of beautiful temples. High pillars support ornate roofs. No doors, no walls. You can go through them freely. The columns are made of Ithildia that only reflects moonlight and sunlight and sleeps like simple gray marble during the day. For this people is a people of the moon and the stars. A light touch of sweet fragrance is carried back and forth by the wind. Animals roam free in the garden and make it seem like a dream. The man continues along the path that spreads in front of him, crosses an old wooden bridge and sees the towers of Eria. The flags of the Royal Family fly on them.A fiery red stone surrounded by gold ribbons on a deep blue background. The eye of the dragon.


A huge gate opens between the two front towers, like the whole palace from Ithildia, and only reveals its true beauty at night. The gate is studded with colored gemstones and shows the moon and the stars and a dragon shines in the middle. Guards of the royal guard, the Mahohg, stand in front of it in shimmering silver armor and allow the descendants of neighboring worlds, officials, servants and messengers to step ...