EPISODE · May 29, 2018 · 12 MIN
Nora's Nightmare
from Întuneric ☯️ Monochrome Factor · host Întuneric ☯️ Monochrome Factor
Third Triptych merging Music, Poetry & Calligraphy. Nora's Nightmare No reason to worry, Nora. At the horizon I see, your aura. She tries to flea, the Horrora. No fair fare-well : Well, it's Nora's Nightmare. Under the Shell : one lucid snare, upon this luscious Bell. Entering through the bright doors of this Apotheke, as if something worst could happen... Learning through the slight chores of this haven, as if something worst could happen... One guy leaning towards you, with a fierce chainsaw. He could be a character stemming from the mind of Edgar Allan Poe. And the guardian of the Hoe, also known as Momo ; How come has he vanished? Shall we start again from where it all started. Berlin, Winter. Crazy cold weather. As You were wandering over all along the snowy capital —this licentious city—, Delighted with the fulfilment of one long day of work, You headed towards home. There, some friends and Glühwein were waiting for you. As a new evening has begun, And it is now thirty years that her soul found this new outstanding body, The cycle might be drawn to an End. Raul, amongst the fellow nominees, Was there alongside the aforementioned Guardian. Nevertheless, a Stranger was there as well. Nora was then wondering : why the Hell? The Stranger testified to awkward misbehaviours. In all matters of a weird storytale, This mister was intrusive at Nora's. No matter what, it was a mystery... He was in effect a serial killer. After a random number of dirty murders, He asked Momo, or the Guardian of the Hoe —or whatsoever : *Passing to the latter his chainsaw* "Would You dare cut my hair?" At this precise moment, Nora was shuddering. She was deeply thinking : "Come on, Momo, severe his head!" So that the blood's flood lies upon my bed...
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Third Triptych merging Music, Poetry & Calligraphy. Nora's Nightmare No reason to worry, Nora. At the horizon I see, your aura. She tries to flea, the Horrora. No fair fare-well : Well, it's Nora's Nightmare. Under the Shell : one lucid snare, upon this luscious Bell. Entering through the bright doors of this Apotheke, as if something worst could happen... Learning through the slight chores of this haven, as if something worst could happen... One guy leaning towards you, with a fierce chainsaw. He could be a character stemming from the mind of Edgar Allan Poe. And the guardian of the Hoe, also known as Momo ; How come has he vanished? Shall we start again from where it all started. Berlin, Winter. Crazy cold weather. As You were wandering over all along the snowy capital —this licentious city—, Delighted with the fulfilment of one long day of work, You headed towards home. There, some friends and Glühwein were waiting for you. As a new evening has begun, And it is now thirty years that her soul found this new outstanding body, The cycle might be drawn to an End. Raul, amongst the fellow nominees, Was there alongside the aforementioned Guardian. Nevertheless, a Stranger was there as well. Nora was then wondering : why the Hell? The Stranger testified to awkward misbehaviours. In all matters of a weird storytale, This mister was intrusive at Nora's. No matter what, it was a mystery... He was in effect a serial killer. After a random number of dirty murders, He asked Momo, or the Guardian of the Hoe —or whatsoever : *Passing to the latter his chainsaw* "Would You dare cut my hair?" At this precise moment, Nora was shuddering. She was deeply thinking : "Come on, Momo, severe his head!" So that the blood's flood lies upon my bed...
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