Hello and welcome to my first original story.
I wrote this story many years ago. I now translated it into english.
I am sorry for my pronunciation and my english at all. I am not a native english.
I was born in Germany and living there at the moment. So I hope you enjoy it anyway.
You don't want a video, no problem, here is a soundcloud link for you
https://soundcloud.com/herrdinator/cold-and-dark-herrdinator-original-story
And here is the story written.
Dark.
Cold and Dark.
It is cold and dark.
The lights have been off for hours.
Only the moon provides a little light, sometimes obscured by clouds.
A man walks down the street.
He quakes with cold.
His face quite pale with cold, his lips all blue.
Just clothed with a sweater and jeans, he walks down the street.
He quakes with cold.
In his hand a beer.
He is just slowly moving forward.
Two steps forward, one back, two forward, one back.
He does not go straight either.
Then he is falling.
On the stones he makes himself comfortable.
He quakes with cold.
The lights will turn on in a few hours.
Only the moon provides a little light, sometimes obscured by clouds.
It is cold and dark.
Cold and dark.
Cold
Thanks for reading, listening or watching my story.
I really hope you enjoyed it.
More is coming soon as well as a story about a trip to the nothern sea in germany.