the waste land embraced me. A vertigo took me back into a time 300 years ago. Just a short flashback. Dazzled I awake from this strange flashback. Some seconds bearing a whole life.
Published by Dag Travner
born and grew up in Klagenfurt (Austria), was living for over 30 years in Vienna, now back to her hometown in the very south of Austria near the border to Italy and Slovenia; multilingual freelance writer of fiction (mystery, crime, horror), essays (arts, philosophy, linguistics, politics), articles (cultural journalism), translator (french philosophy), indie film-maker and podcaster. View all posts by Dag Travner
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