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Hej gutter/gutinder :D Jeg har skrevt en lille novelle omkring en periode på 3 uger hvor jeg måtte undvære min computer. Det jeg gerne vil vide: er hvad i synes om den og om den kunne blive en bestseller worldwide :D

The day the light disappaered

A long time ago...at the beginning of time, there was a man. This man did not know to wealth and power, he was just a common man. The common man was living his life as he has done, many years before unknowingly  what was about to past. A early morning as the sun slowly arose in the distant, he felt something was wrong he did not know what it was, but he shivered at thoughts that occured in his mind.

---One day later—

The man woke up early as he always has, but it was still dark the sun was present no more. A disturbing sound of silence went through the air, and again the man shivered. He walk around in his humble house, wondering what has happend.......suddenly he notiched and stopped.......he cried in a horrifying sound of dispair and disbelieve how could this have happend. The man did not understand this cruel force of nature. He crumbled together in a corner, and slowly the common man wollowed into a dark world of his own insanity.

---Many days later---

hours,days and even weeks past and the sun had still not shoned upon the Earth. Seconds seemed like hours for this ordinary man. A man he was no more....a shred of the man he used to be still sat in the very same corner of the house. The essence of death and decay was in the air, the man growned a long beard and seemed disturbingly thin......another day past and still no sun appeared.

--The following day—

What happends next was no less than an act from God himself......The man woke up around noon, as he has the past weeks, with nothing to live for. But when he awoke his eyes were burning from the magnificent brightness of the sun. The man was confused he covered his eyes and slowly stood up.  After a few seconds it suddenly occurs to him....Could it be....Have it returned...? He fumbled his way into the livingroom......

And there was the most incredebly sight he had ever seen – it has been brought back to him... His very own Personal computer. The common man was happy again....and forever more it will flow in wind...we will never part again....we will never part again.....we will never .........we will........

Written by the lord Grev Michal

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