starry night, white plain
winter trail, dark traces
walking through void dreams
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starry night, white plain
winter trail, dark traces
walking through void dreams
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
