February 19th, 2005:

Lüdenskyed disappeared under a thick skin of white flakes. Chilly and beautiful...wintertime.

That day we gathered from all over Europe to warship Latsok III., the future Ruler of an Empire counting not less than 9,000 loyal employees who chose to contribute their destinies to mobility of all human kind.

We all agree on his dignity, strenght and good will which secure our loyalty, and believe in his excellence.

And so it was your pleasure to be invitet to his Sister‘s – Kristine the Great – secret castle. Hardly anybody even knows it‘s existence deep, deep down in the very forrests somewhere around Lüdenskyed.

Sir Seko honored myself – Sir Bebbo – by letting me ride with him in his open horse slay to the secret get-together. We had to walk the last mile since Sire Seko‘s old horse would not make it up that snowy mountain. Nature appeared so harmonically, white trees and fields, our foot-prints in the snow. Sir Seko was the first to see the lights glooming through the trees. We had almost made it, lounging to still your dry throats.

There can only be written little about what happened inside, since we fear lack of immunity. But some things should be told:

-Lady Polska definitely had killer legs, which were intesively observed by some fellows during matches of dart

-Berry The Conqueror narrated in his exciting way, how he booted out an ugly share-holer oriented company on an important project

-Lady Stephanie let us feel goose-bumps talking about Dr. Kara' s – successful – attempt of conquering her Heart for all times


Later that evening, Sir Seko and I decided to walk back home. As we climbed up the hill, passing woods and even more woods, a sudden shiver ran down my spine. Something was wrong out there. Slowely we kept on walking.

It appeared on the left hand side, in the middle of a field. God bless him, Sir Seko instantly reacted and ran towards it shouting: „Tackle down da snowman!!!“

I knew he could not defeat the snowman all by himself, so I followed him. As I ran, my heartbeat got faster and faster. With a destructive one-hit-como Seko decapitated the monster. But it was not over yet, the snowman would recreate himself instantly. It was up to me now. I jumped – feet forward – tearing apart its hole body. Now he was out.

We tapped our soulders and kept on walking up that snowy hill, making our way back home.

Impressum

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