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Autumn is in the air. There's nothing better than a good book to escape the dreadful drizzly weather by the sea. • I loved 'And The Ocean Was Our Sky' by @patricknessbooks. A retelling of 'Moby Dick' that's beautifully illustrated by @rovinacai and gives the book a super shiny graphic novel appearance. • "Call me Basheba." still sends shivers down my spine. • TheUnwrittenOnes • @bigpicturebooks @walkerbooksya #theunwrittenones #gdangier #rolandkris #haydenlovren #patrickness #rovinacai #andtheoceanwasoursky #youngadult #graphicnovel #mobydick #hermanmelville #classicliterature #captainahab #illustratedbooks #writersofinstagram #authorlife #writerscommunity #bookworm #booklover #bookish #amwriting #bibliophile #ilovewriting #writerscorner #bookstagram #workinprogress #staytuned #shortstories #writingprompts (hier: Warnemünde) https://www.instagram.com/p/BobxvryijXu/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1w78i94cx0tav
You have lived your whole life with a bracelet of solid material on your wrist. Any attempt to remove it has been unsuccessful, but you have had it as long as you can remember. Today, it fell off.
When he looked into her eyes there was this new feeling for him. It washed over him with full speed, tor him down. Crashed his insides. Was it an emotion? Emotion? What did that mean? For him, it meant nothing because all his life he had never felt any of it. The bracelet kept that from him but now that he looked at her it almost overwhelmed him. A form of unknown origin.
Everyone in his city was born with this silver solid thing around their left wrist. The heart, so they said, the heart was the curse of all. The curse of the people, the curse that led to war and destroyed millions of lives, killed almost half the world and let them become emotionless. The new government had decided to give every newborn citizen this bracelet for only one reason. To not have any emotion. First: learn to speak. Second: learn to walk. Third: learn how to use the things around you. Fourth: learn to read. Fifth: learn to be a human being and always do the right thing.
The thing the government wants you to do because from time to time they let you have a little emotion, just as much as they think is right for you to have and to stay in line. To not make sudden moves against them or ask questions, as you don’t feel good in your home because of your emotion.
He knew all too well what love was, he had felt it but what he felt now that he looked into her eyes he had never felt before. It was still unknown. He tried to figure it out and remembered the books. Love: A strong feeling of affection. Hunger: A feeling of discomfort or weakness caused by lack of food, coupled with the desire to eat. Sleepy: Needing or ready for sleep. And so on. He knew a lot of emotion but hadn’t felt all yet. Know that the bracelet was off though it all came down on him and he realized it just now. He started to remember his Dad slapping him for bringing home the wrong amount of food. Shame. He remembered the lack of interest in school. Boredom. Feeling the heat rising up when he asked her out. Nervous. The first time they made love. Love. He loved her so much. When he thought about it he was glad they allowed him now to feel all these things. He had felt them before from time to time but now he could tell what they really meant. He could dedicate them to situations in his life.
The air around him seemed to shift and in the distance, he heard sirens. He saw blue lights from the corner of his eye and he felt his hand shaking. The knife dropped out of his hands and fell on the street. Her eyes lost their spark and the life seemed to pour out with every drop of blood she lost. Violent uncontrollable anger. Rage. This is what caused this. He saw her talking to another man and all of a sudden the emotion came over him, they allowed him to feel it. She had talked to other men before but this time he had lost control over himself. The emotion took over, made decisions for him.
Now without the bracelet, he felt everything but one thing stood out. The fact of having committed a specified or implied offense or crime. Guilt. How was he supposed to live with it?
As soon as he had stabbed her the bracelet fell off and he realized that they made him do it. It was their fault, not his. They fed him emotion he wasn’t able to control, wasn’t ready to feel yet. And he started asking himself if him always being against the bracelet was the right thing to think? What makes humans human? Emotion from the very first day? Experiencing everything from the start or being fed when the time is right? All he knew that all emotion at once meant destruction, at least for him and he couldn’t take it. While he was trying to get hold of the bracelet again and put it on his wrist it suddenly disappeared and as soon as the police were there he had nothing to defend himself anymore. No one had such a bracelet, it was only him. All along. Strange world.
Soooo, da sind wir auch mal wieder und melden uns mit einem neuen Artikel zurück. Diesmal klärt #gdangier alle Fragen die sich rund um das Thema Kritik und Kritikpartner finden lassen. Denn wer kann in diesen Zeiten keinen Survivalguide gebrauchen? 😏 Schaut doch mal vorbei: https://theunwrittenones.squarespace.com/schreibwerkstatt/die-kritik-ein-survival-guide #theunwrittenones #laraklovren #rolandkris #autorenleben #autoren #schreiben #schreibtipps #autorenaufinstagram #writersofinstagram #autorenwahnsinn #schriftsteller #autorencommunity #amwriting #schreibenistliebe #writerslife #deutscheautoren #schreibwerktstatt #schreibtipps (hier: Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/CA4730NgZuT/?igshid=114cl1s5jz8p8
Willkommen in unserer Schreibwerkstatt, #laraklovren eröffnet ihr Kategorie 5 Tipps. Es geht los mit der Beschreibung des Aussehens der Charaktere. Schaut doch mal vorbei: https://theunwrittenones.squarespace.com/schreibwerkstatt/2020/3/27/wege-das-aussehen-deines-charakters-zu-beschreiben #theunwrittenones #gdangier #laraklovren #rolandkris #autorenleben #autoren #schreiben #schreibtipps #autorenaufinstagram #writersofinstagram #autorenwahnsinn #schriftsteller #autorencommunity #amwriting #schreibenistliebe #writerslife #deutscheautoren #schreibwerktstatt #schreibtipps (hier: Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-WSjL4gWlh/?igshid=1989zcz5a3og9
