Gods’ Strategy,by J. W. Cassandra, a novel, Magic Gate chapter – a detail. The story brings us to 2098, when 3 teenage girls, friends try to travel in time, successfully. They are the main characters, by their name Amber, Iris, Chrystel. They use a mirror, wax candles, etc. for travelling in time and nobody knows of them where and what epoch or era she will get to. This detail tells about Amber, the red haired girl’s travel to Nostradamus, the oracle’s era. What is more, this is her second trip to it now. And of course, her aim now is exactly Nostradamus’s house, just the mirror is whimsical… Details of getting ready for the trip by the mirror here I didn’t write, I just refer to it briefly. The story will be continued yet. I share the story both in English and in Hungarian. Illustration is my own photo, the minor tree is the Magic Gate on it. As I saw it in my imagination.
Gods’ Strategy,by J. W. Cassandra, a novel, Magic Gate chapter – a detail. The story brings us to 2098, when 3 teenage girls, friends try to travel in time, successfully. They are the main characters, by their name Amber, Iris, Chrystel. They use a mirror, wax candles, etc. for travelling in time and nobody knows of them where and what epoch or era she will get to. This detail tells about Amber, the red haired girl’s travel to Nostradamus, the oracle’s era. What is more, this is her second trip to it now. And of course, her aim now is exactly Nostradamus’s house, just the mirror is whimsical… Details of getting ready for the trip by the mirror here I didn’t write, I just refer to it briefly. The story will be continued yet. I share the story both in English and in Hungarian. Illustration is my own photo, the minor tree is the Magic Gate on it. As I saw it in my imagination.
J. W. Cassandra: A Csigák földje, novella, groteszk, részlet. Képzeletbeli földet ábrázol a történet, ahol a csigák bűnhődnek azokért a bűnökért, amiket korábban a múltban elkövettek emberként. Osztályokat, illetőleg fajtákat alkottam számukra, és a “házas csiga”, a “tömbházas csiga”, a “kastélyos csiga” kifejezés az épületre utal, amit a hátukon cipelnek. Minden épület az emberire hasonlít. A történetet az “Ismeretlen ösvény” című novelláskötetembe illesztettem. Ugyanide más történeteket, groteszket, filozófiai értekezéseket is raktam, amelyek nem illenek bele a másik 2 kötetbe, “A Létforgatag maszkabáljá”-ba és a “Merész álmok”-ba. Kérlek, olvasd el a weboldalamon a teljes novellát: www.jwcassandra.simplesite.com Remélem, érdekesnek találod a történetet! Illusztráció: joergip31 vagy Jörg Prieser, Pixabay. A történet részletét mind magyarul, mind angolul megosztom.
Land of Snails, by J. W. Cassandra, a short story, a grotesque. I share here a detail of the story. It tells of a fancy land where the snails spend their punishment as snails, for the crimes and sins they had committed as human beings in the remote past. I made classes or kinds for them, and the expressions “housed snail”, “blocked snail” and “castled snail” refer to the kind of building they carry on their backs. All the buildings resemble that of humans. The story itself is placed into my short story volume titled “Unknown Path”. I placed into it all those stories, grotesque, philosophical essays that I could not place into the other 2 volumes, “Masquerade of Life” and “Valiant Dreams”. Please, visit my website for reading the whole story: www.jwcassandra.simplesite.com I hope, you will find my story interesting. Illustration for the story is by joergip31 or Jörg Prieser, Pixabay. I share here the detail of the short story both in English and Hungarian.
Ode on Grecian urn is an ekphrasis poem dedicated to an urn from Greece that’s telling immortal stories about the pictures that are depicted on it. These stories mesmerize the speaker.
The End of the Golden Age, by J. W. Cassandra, by J. W. Cassandra, detail. I share a detail of my second legend that came to life and that live in my world of fantasy. The story as a Golden Age means only a fantasy, it has nothing to do with that of ancient legends. This age lives only in my imagination. As I mentioned at my first dragon legend, I have a volume containing legends and tales woven around the Four Rivers’ Dragon, living in my imagination. That legend is the first of them and is the keynote at the same time. The today story is the 2nd one, it is just as important as a keynote as the first one. The story is continued in my website by the following headlines: „Struggle against the Evil”. It was written in 2004, translated in 2021. Here you can see the Hungarian version. Illustration to my story is by p2227754, Pixabay. You can read my entire legend in this link (copy to your browser, please): www.jwcassandra.simplesite.com/ I share the first part of the legend both in English and Hungarian. I hope, you will read the entire work, as well. Please, leave a comment and like it on my website. Thank you.
The End of the Golden Age, by J. W. Cassandra, by J. W. Cassandra, detail. I share a detail of my second legend that came to life and that live in my world of fantasy. The story as a Golden Age means only a fantasy, it has nothing to do with that of ancient legends. This age lives only in my imagination. As I mentioned at my first dragon legend, I have a volume containing legends and tales woven around the Four Rivers’ Dragon, living in my imagination. That legend is the first of them and is the keynote at the same time. The today story is the 2nd one, it is just as important as a keynote as the first one. The story is continued in my website by the following headlines: „Struggle against the Evil”. It was written in 2004, translated in 2021. Illustration to my story is by p2227754, Pixabay. You can read my entire legend in this link (copy to your browser, please): www.jwcassandra.simplesite.com/ I share the first part of the legend both in English and Hungarian. I hope, you will read the entire work, as well. Please, leave a comment and like it on my website. Thank you.
he curiosity turned into a panic for Morgan. He walked too far ahead and nothing was visible, only, he hoped, if it ended. Hence, it would be better to walk ahead further as he hoped so; maybe, it might have dispersed. “Ugh! Fuck!” Morgan moaned in pain when he fell down, by the time, had stumbled on something. “Ah! What next!” He screeched very loudly as he faced a horrible skull; nonetheless, stood up very quickly. Now, he found himself on a wooden panel which is very narrow. The bottom was full of human skeletons; so, I was walking briskly to get rid of it. “Where the hell am I?” he exclaimed harshly. By the way, the intense fog was still continuing mercilessly. His eyes, on the other hand, were watered and unable to see anything. “Ha?” he reacted when the visibility was available again. “Where’s here so?” he asked himself. Another world or dimension or somewhere else… While he was beholding them, he suddenly saw his name on one of the gravestones!
Tom walked rapidly and silently to hide behind the front door, while the commissar was on the way to the backyard. Their pistols are loaded with bullets. Tom opened the door very slightly to look inside very silently. He had an itchy trigger finger. However, when the damned door creaked very terribly, he hid back behind the door very rapidly again. It was creaking without any stoppage because of the shake of the unprecedented wind. “Where am I?” the man groaned in pain giddily. He was due to vomit out for a sudden. Nausea had invaded his stomach who suffered from hunger for many days. He couldn’t feel his hands and feet, maybe because of a short temporary paralysis. As his eyes were opened, a blindly darkness made him inhale uneasily.
The Foremother’s Mirror, a detail, by J. W. Cassandra. My short story I wanted to share o Mother’s Day just I’m late a day. Sorry. But, I could congratulate my Mother who will be 80 on 16th June. This is why I’m late a bit. The short story I wrote about an imagined character, a descendant of the Foremother, she’s not me. The whole story is available in my website, both in English and Hungarian. I mingled the features of a fairy tale, a family legend and a short story in it, intentionally. Illustration from Pixabay. My website: www.jwcassandra.simplesite.com I hope, you’ll like it.
The Foremother’s Mirror, a detail, by J. W. Cassandra. My short story I wanted to share o Mother’s Day just I’m late a day. Sorry. But, I could congratulate my Mother who will be 80 on 16th June. This is why I’m late a bit. The short story I wrote about an imagined character, a descendant of the Foremother, she’s not me. The whole story is available in my website, both in English and Hungarian. I mingled the features of a fairy tale, a family legend and a short story in it, intentionally. Illustration from Pixabay. My website: www.jwcassandra.simplesite.com I hope, you’ll like it.
When organizing a trip, several points on the check-list must be taken into account , such as booking accommodation, activities, getting boarding passes
The Four Rivers’ Dragon, by J. W. Cassandra, detail. I really share a detail of one of my legends that came to life and that live in my world of fantasy. I had already written in some volumes of these legends and tales, fantasies. I have a volume containing legends and tales woven around the Four Rivers’ Dragon, living in my imagination. The Four Rivers’ Dragon legend is the first of them that is the keynote at the same time. The story is continued in my website by the following headlines: “After the Battle of the Red Dragon, The Four Rivers’ Star and the Dragons’ Folk, They Gallop Away at the Head of their Folks on the Star Path, Engrave it in Dragon Blood on the Four Rivers’ Pillar!” It was written in 2008, translated in 2021. Illustration to my story is by cowins or Alex Hu, Pixabay. You can read my entire legend in this link (copy to your browser, please): www.jwcassandra.simplesite.com/ I share the first part of the legend both in English and Hungarian. I hope, you will read the entire work, as well. Please, leave a comment and like it on my website. Thank you.
The Four Rivers’ Dragon, by J. W. Cassandra, detail. I really share a detail of one of my legends that came to life and that live in my world of fantasy. I had already written in some volumes of these legends and tales, fantasies. I have a volume containing legends and tales woven around the Four Rivers’ Dragon, living in my imagination. The Four Rivers’ Dragon legend is the first of them that is the keynote at the same time. The story is continued in my website by the following headlines: “After the Battle of the Red Dragon, The Four Rivers’ Star and the Dragons’ Folk, They Gallop Away at the Head of their Folks on the Star Path, Engrave it in Dragon Blood on the Four Rivers’ Pillar!” It was written in 2008, translated in 2021. Illustration to my story is by cowins or Alex Hu, Pixabay. You can read my entire legend in this link (copy to your browser, please): www.jwcassandra.simplesite.com/ I share the first part of the legend both in English and Hungarian. I hope, you will read the entire work, as well. Please, leave a comment and like it on my website. Thank you.
Today, I’m in the campus again. And, I’m very busy again and again as usual. By the way, today, I am not on my mood because it is cloudy and there is no sunlight and am feeling very sleepy, drowsy and depressive at the same time. While still strolling, for a sudden, I was eye to eye with a young blond-haired woman unexpectedly – she was just opposite of me about two meters away from me at the across of the slot. We are not acquainted against each other nor we haven’t seen each other before. I don’t know who she is and she does not know who I am too. Moreover, she is not attractive even though not a nice woman at all.
