Hi my name's Roman🍉
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Fire and the Divine
Ferra and Ironthorne travelled for hours until they reached a familiar forest. One that she and her mother had passed through when they were sent to Ílith Dun. Bad memories and emotions quelled up inside of her, though she did not have much time to remember. Roots shot out of nowhere, enveloped the dragons gigantic body and ripped them out of the air. Following the hard crashlanding the brave warrior witnessed that Ironthorne had been severely wounded, blood spilling out of his maw.
Selfdoubt and the Future
So, this is going to be a strange little journal for me to write. First of all I would like to say thank you for clicking on this in the first place, it really means a lot. Now secondly some context for the title and everything. Lately I've been feeling awkward like never before. Why? Well I would say that things have gone a little too good in my life for a good year now and I'm afraid that these happy times will soon come to an end. Is having doubt about ones own happiness reasonable or is it just a delusion made up by the subconcious and it's integral anxiety of the future?
Worlds beyond the Square
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. All her life she had been in a dark room, the sun was something she was never going to see. Her name was Stella and she was born with a sickness that prevented her from going into the sun. If she did her pain would be almost unbearable. Blinds were installed in her parents house, that blocked off the light from outside. Living in isolation, without ever seeing other kids besides her own brother hurt her deeply. She knew that this life was not normal and that making friends would not be easy. Until she saw the window.
It is early in the morning, the sun has not shown its face on the horizon yet. Minutes before the alarm of your clock goes off you hear a heavy pounding on your front door. Somewhat scared you venture downstairs to the front entrance, press your eye against viewer and come to the conclusion that nobody is outside. Slowly you open the door and find a wooden box. You have never seen an object with such a strange design with inhuman letters engraved all over.
Fire and the Divine
When the dragon found the child it was lying in the deep depths of the forest in the northern realms of Úgdul. There in the wandering darkness of the night a dragon from Silvervalley named Ironthorne heard the soft whimpering of the abandoned toddler. He landed in a clearing next to the trees when a strange feeling of compassion overcame the gigantic flying lizard. With all his might he tore down tree after tree until he got near. When he reached the child it looked deep into his eyes with an unnaturally wise look. Ironthorne was quite surprised since it apparently liked all the destruction he caused while trying to get closer. Worry and fear overcame the dragon because he did not understand its reaction in the slightest. Never the less, since nobody seemed to protect the child he decided to carefully pick it up with his claws. Once he got a good hold of it they flew off together into the nearest town where humans resided.
Last weekend I decided to visit the Vienna Comiccon and it was probably my best trip this year so far. I've been wanting to take part in such an event for multiple years now, but thanks to Covid-19 these plans fell into a deep murky water. When a colleague mentioned to me that the event was happening this year I was quite excited to say the least. The first part of my preparation was to find a character to cosplay as.
Attack on Scammers
Scammers, a tradition of people that reaches back to the dawn of humanity. A quick way to ruin an entire day, month, or even life in some cases. Today I want to talk about the increasing threat of internet scammers and how to watch out for yourself while journeying the world wide web.
Introduction: To start this little story off, I wanted to explain what the Erzberg is. Long story short it is an old iron mining area having roots all the way back to the year 712. The location is Eisenerz (which can be translated to ironore) a small town in which the relevance of austrian steel developement began.