I stumbled over this in soneone's livejournal and just had to try it as well.
Not beeing an English native I expected an result like: not possible to analyse!

But I got this:


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I finished the King Arthur trilogy I refered to in an earlier post and I am not happy with it. In fact I am pretty annoyed with the author.

What started with an awesome storyline…

Dulac was found at a lake and raised by King Arthur’s old cook on Camelot. He works with him in the kitchen and serve king and knights at the round table. Morgaine and ( Read more... )

I would like to point out how greatful I am that lessy37 was so patient with me during the last months and returned to write things with me. Ask her, I was nervous to no end after such a long time without doing any writing. It only took four or five posts in total - and we are back to normal. It is like we never stopped it at all. At least that is my ( Read more... )

Being back on livejournal and stepping back into the writing stuff I realised that I indeed miss some things from the huge Fallen Knights roleplay ( Read more... )

I am reading a wonderful legendary based trilogy about King Arthur at the moment. I like the way the author goes for it: Lancelot is not portrayed as Lancelot Du Lac, a loyal knight at Arthur's table, but a simple scullion at Camelot, named Dulac. Just because he finds a magical armour, made of silver he turns into Lancelot Du Lac as soon as he ( Read more... )

After 6 months of abstinence it is time to re-activate my livejournal. I cut down the activity here for several reasons - job-related and personal. Most stuff is solved now and I can follow your entries better again ( Read more... )

I think I am more or less back to normal as far as my personal world of feelings is concerned. At least for the moment. I will not post a huge back! post in here though because a.) the ones who read in here know it already and b.) you never know what the future will bring. Ups and downs, you know. I like ups and I like downs but what is really ( Read more... )

It is a winter's morning. After days of rain and snow the sun seems to come out for the very first time again. The little rose is the first one to wake up and looks up into the bright sky, opening and stretching its dark red petals to feel alive again. It does not feel right but the little plant knows that there is an essential need to move if it ( Read more... )

It is a cold autum afternoon and the dim light announces the night with its typical shades of grey and growing shadows. The wind blows, tugging at the petals. The sunflower bouncing and bending and resiting to break, but finally a single petal gives in to the seducing game of the wind. It is blown around, carried by the wind - it swirls and twirls ( Read more... )

On a bright and shiny day early in the morning... slowly the beautiful flowers unfold their colourful petals and the sweet aroma fills the air. A little rose, bright red and without thorns, stands well protected in the middle of the wonderful dark red roses. They all take care that no other flower that is not worth their friendship gets too close ( Read more... )