La Chambre d'Echo - Where the dead Birds sing

"...Armes, Dunkles Wolkenkind, hast Dich erneut in Sturm gehullt, im fadenschein'gen Pechgewand Dich selbst in ew'ger Nacht verbannt. Die undurchdringlich' zweite Haut, hat die Grenze zur Welt erbaut...- als Eierschale, hart wie Stein, lasst sie kein

Every now and then it seems to me that there is greatest danger lying hidden in the depths of sleep ... Saddesty the wanderer ... who is travelling here for far to often ..., or just longer than his mortal mind would bare. From the other world he can

The boy took a stroll the shores of the well-constructed brook, carefully climbed a waterfall, built of semiprecious rock...- and gazed at the crystal that he had picked up from the ground. Washing the boy's bare feet, the cold clear water lapped aro