Translation
Das >Wie verstehe ich die Jungs besser?!< Ritual
How it all started ... ^^
PROLOGUE
"Watch out!"
"What is it again?"
"Your skirt is already hanging in the candle again!"
"Shall I take it off or what?" ^
"Do it anyway, it's pitch black!"
"..."
So what?
Just because it was completely black around us, which wasn’t surprising when the blinds were completely down, didn’t mean that I’m taking off my clothes. If it had been light outside, you might have been able to see something, but this mega-thunderstorm already turned the sky completely black at five in the afternoon.
"Didn't you just leave your pants underneath? Even though I said that actually contradicts the ritual ?!"
I sighed.
"Yes and?!"
"You can take off your skirt! Then at least the candle is no longer in danger!"
"Let me guess, that is more important than rock ?!"
"YES!"
I gave in, pushed my skirt down to the back of my knees, and got out.
But just as I was about to pick up the heavy material from the floor, the velvet slipped from my fingers caught on the large candlestick in the middle of our circle and tore it over with.
The individual candles tipped over and rolled over the floor, burning.
Immediately I panicked and hit Hana:
"Damn it! Why, of all things, such heavy traditional costumes ??? A simple dress would have done it too, right ???!"
"But that's what it said in the book! If you're too incompetent !?" she called back and I heard her stumble towards the storage crate. In the meantime the carpet had already formed smaller flames under the red-hot wax and the room temperature rose rapidly.
I stepped on 2 candles to smother their flames.
"what are you looking for?"
"Water- SHIT!"
A loud clang echoed in Hana's room alongside the roar of the flames.
"What happened?"
"I dumped a lot of oils, but I think I saved water!"
In the glow of the flames I clearly saw that it wasn't water, but by then it was really too late.Before I could move or say anything, Hana had rushed into the circle and tipped the bottle out.
In a fraction of a second, the carpet caught fire across the board, and the lines with which we had drawn our ritual circle were also ignited.
The moment I realized that there was no way out of the grave of flames, we began to write in sync, the pane shattered, and a tremendous lightning bolt cut the sky.
The horror did not last long, but the shock ran deep.
There was an iron silence in the room, Hana and I, neither of us dared to move.
Because the flames had disappeared without a trace. Just like the lines of our circle.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Uah ... I have no idea how you will get it, but that's a crazy idea from my soul mate and me, who flashed us full for one day ... Well, that came out ^^
"Watch out!"
"What is it again?"
"Your skirt is already hanging in the candle again!"
"Shall I take it off or what?" ^
"Do it anyway, it's pitch black!"
"..."
So what?
Just because it was completely black around us, which wasn’t surprising when the blinds were completely down, didn’t mean that I’m taking off my clothes. If it had been light outside, you might have been able to see something, but this mega-thunderstorm already turned the sky completely black at five in the afternoon.
"Didn't you just leave your pants underneath? Even though I said that actually contradicts the ritual ?!"
I sighed.
"Yes and?!"
"You can take off your skirt! Then at least the candle is no longer in danger!"
"Let me guess, that is more important than rock ?!"
"YES!"
I gave in, pushed my skirt down to the back of my knees, and got out.
But just as I was about to pick up the heavy material from the floor, the velvet slipped from my fingers caught on the large candlestick in the middle of our circle and tore it over with.
The individual candles tipped over and rolled over the floor, burning.
Immediately I panicked and hit Hana:
"Damn it! Why, of all things, such heavy traditional costumes ??? A simple dress would have done it too, right ???!"
"But that's what it said in the book! If you're too incompetent !?" she called back and I heard her stumble towards the storage crate. In the meantime the carpet had already formed smaller flames under the red-hot wax and the room temperature rose rapidly.
I stepped on 2 candles to smother their flames.
"what are you looking for?"
"Water- SHIT!"
A loud clang echoed in Hana's room alongside the roar of the flames.
"What happened?"
"I dumped a lot of oils, but I think I saved water!"
In the glow of the flames I clearly saw that it wasn't water, but by then it was really too late.Before I could move or say anything, Hana had rushed into the circle and tipped the bottle out.
In a fraction of a second, the carpet caught fire across the board, and the lines with which we had drawn our ritual circle were also ignited.
The moment I realized that there was no way out of the grave of flames, we began to write in sync, the pane shattered, and a tremendous lightning bolt cut the sky.
The horror did not last long, but the shock ran deep.
There was an iron silence in the room, Hana and I, neither of us dared to move.
Because the flames had disappeared without a trace. Just like the lines of our circle.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Uah ... I have no idea how you will get it, but that's a crazy idea from my soul mate and me, who flashed us full for one day ... Well, that came out ^^