The Isle of thousand shadows

Long time ago. There was a lonely Isle anywhere in the sea. No one knew if anyone live on it. The ships that sailed near to it never landed in front of it. They always tried to let it behind as fast as they can. Many people who sailed on these ships told their families and friends that they have heard a tune from an organ while they were sailing near to the Isle. They told them it was a strange and threatening tune and it was very loud. Some people who have heard from this strange Isle sailed on a ship to it, but as they were in front of it on the sea no one of them could hear the tune, because no organ was played. They sailed back home in disappointment and never came back to the Isle again. But one of them remembered that there was mist in front of the Isle. He told the others his own story about the strange Isle and wrote it down on a piece of paper, but no one believed in what he said. Fife years later, as an twenty years old woman found his notes in a book from the little library of her birth- place, she wanted to sail to the Isle again to find out if the notes were true. So she asked many of the sailors to take her there. Just a small group of sailors helped her to sail to the Isle. The others were just laughing about her mission. As she and her mates sailed next to the Isle, she asked them to land in front of it. At First her mates hesitated, because they thought that there were too much mist that they couldn't see anything, but than they tried it. And they managed it. While they were on the sea in a short boat rowing to the coast of the Isle the mist became heavier and heavier and the tune of the organ startet again. At the coast the woman and her mates ran in different directions and lost themselves out of their eyes. The organ was played all the time. The woman was the only one of the arrivers who followed its tune. The tune leaded her to a cave in a mountain. She went in it. Slowly, carefully by following the strange tune of the organ. The cave got deeper and deeper and darker. A small, unbelievable slippery and stony way was she going. Than the tune stopped and it got as dark as the blackest night around the woman. A alarming silence was around her. She trembled and looked scared from the right to the left.

As she thought that the music has been over the tune started again. More alarming than before. And in front of her torches began to burn. While she gone straight ahead through their light, some strange shadows dancing around her at the walls. The way looked like a very long corridor to a big hall in a castle. Suddenly she saw a little lake on the left. As she went nearer to the lake, she noticed a person sitting in front of a organ wearing a black cape. The person stopped the tune of the organ and stand up quickly. She was scared. Who was this person? What would he or she do, now? Then the person rurned around very fast and looked at her. The woman saw its face. It was a strange man and he became angry, now. What the hell are you doing here? , he shouted, Who are you? First the woman hesitated but than she answered:'I'm Constance Deloir, Monsieur, and your music has leaded me to this place.

One moment the man thought anything than he calmed down a bit. Are you able to sing ? , he asked. -'I'm not sure. You must be sure if you are able to sing or not. But I'm not sure! Come on, sing any song you know! Constace was puzzled. Why did he ask her for singing a song? But she followed his wish and sang a song from a opera. Her dainty clear voice astonished the man. While she was singing he came nearer to her. His streched out hand trembled while he touched her face. Than he went behind her and whispered in her ear: You singing brilliant. Please sing to my tune on the organ. A cold draught moved around Constance and she stopped singing. The man pulled back his hand from her face, went in front of her and looked in her eyes as deep as anyone could do. Then he went back to the organ and started to play a new tune. With the beginning of the tune the draught moved again around Constance and let her dress blow. She watched at the strange man and listened a short time to the tune. He played an old opera that she knew very good. One moment she wondered but then she started to sang the song from the opera and saw that new torches began to burn all around the lake near to her. What happened to her? She couln't stop singing. Long time later the man stopped playing the tune. Constance groaned for air. One second later she lost her consciousness and fell down on the ground.

First act from the man in black

I heard her groaning and turn around quickly, but it was to late. She layed there on the ground before I could help her. What have I done?! While she was singing I forgot all around me. Her charming voice had touched me so deep inside my heart that I overstrained her. Damn! I was a fool. I noticed that my tears were running over my face while I thought that. And I was shocked about that. What the hell was that for a strange feeling? I've never cryed before! So, why now? I went to the woman very quickly and tested if I've killed her. Lucky me. I haven't killed her, she just lost her consciousness. But what should I do with her. I lifted her up and carried her in my own room right to my organ behind a red curtain. Inside I layed her in my velveted bed and covered her with a warm velveted blanked. Then I left the room and closed the curtain behind me. I coursed long time after that and hoped she wouldn't hear me. Very long time later I seat at the organ again and started to play a softly tune very slowly.

Lost memory

As I woke up I found myself lying in a black velvet bed in a dark room. I wondered how I got here and looked around. There was darkness all around me, but some light glowed behind a darkred curtain. The last thing I could remember was that there was a strange man, asked me to sing,but nothing more. I went to the curtain, slowly, than I heard a new softly tune from the other side of the curtain. A magical tune. I opened the curtain that i could go through it into the room behind it. Then I looked around again a saw the man from my memory. He seat at the organ and played the tune. The light I've seen came from long white candles, that stood around him. I went nearer to him, carefully, quiet. As I stood next to the organ I looked at his hands to see how he play the tune.

The symphonie of love

I felt like someone is starring at me, so I turned around my head. There she stood, looking at me. Why are you starring at me?, I asked. No answer. Why are you starring at me!? I was shocked as I noticed that she trembled while she was looking at me. Was she scared of me? I hoped she doesn't.

Leider ist dies eine unvollendete Geschichte, denn ich konnte sie nicht zuende bringen. Ich werde versuchen sie in Kürze zu vollenden andernfalls behält sie ein offenes Ende....dann kannst Du selbst entscheiden wie sie ausgeht.