01/17/2019

Minigolf
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Minigolf
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.... "I'll teach you the tones of the flute."
.... said the "snake charmer" and looked resolutely into the basket in front of him, in which a cobra sluggishly waved her eyes and eyeled him slightly angry.
Then "Ranja" let go of his instrument when someone spoke to him quietly: "That's probably just the wrong melody", this someone said quietly cheerfully. "It sounds so pregnant and a little sad what you play. Something fresh, "spicy" should come from there. Something light and buoyant it should be..." Ranja looked up, looked at the stranger and replied slightly perplexed and questioning: "Do you really think that?...Could be...Could be...Could be. But I'm not feeling so happy right now..."
"That could change" the other chattered cheerfully and held a square bottle of pink liquid in front of him. "With a few splashes of it on your neck and head your mood will probably improve and encourage your flute playing. Your snake will thank you too!"
Now Ranja curiously held out his "collar" to get some sprayers. The other laughed mischievously and... "Pffft... Pfffft... Pffftonic voila, the Lord! MY water. Trace and inhale..."
After a few minutes Ranja made big eyes, smiled and was stunned. "Hey, you were right. Mmmh, it smells like roses! And fresh ginger...Spicy and light at the same time... and I suspect incense, oooh and....what is that?
Am I at the market of Marrakech or in the cool forest?...woods, fine and fresh...... I feel much better now."
The joyful "outbreak" pleased the "stranger". And when "Ranja" asked for the name of the scented water he just said: "Keep it with you, but it doesn't have a "real" name, I just call it "Rose Anonyme"..." waved and disappeared in the crowd.
Ranja now put his flute to his lips with a swing and the cheerful melody came into being by itself.
Even the snake didn't keep it in its basket anymore. She raised and lowered herself, wobbled her body sometimes down, sometimes up, made "eights" and garlands, and it seemed as if she was smiling at the audience...
Then "Ranja" let go of his instrument when someone spoke to him quietly: "That's probably just the wrong melody", this someone said quietly cheerfully. "It sounds so pregnant and a little sad what you play. Something fresh, "spicy" should come from there. Something light and buoyant it should be..." Ranja looked up, looked at the stranger and replied slightly perplexed and questioning: "Do you really think that?...Could be...Could be...Could be. But I'm not feeling so happy right now..."
"That could change" the other chattered cheerfully and held a square bottle of pink liquid in front of him. "With a few splashes of it on your neck and head your mood will probably improve and encourage your flute playing. Your snake will thank you too!"
Now Ranja curiously held out his "collar" to get some sprayers. The other laughed mischievously and... "Pffft... Pfffft... Pffftonic voila, the Lord! MY water. Trace and inhale..."
After a few minutes Ranja made big eyes, smiled and was stunned. "Hey, you were right. Mmmh, it smells like roses! And fresh ginger...Spicy and light at the same time... and I suspect incense, oooh and....what is that?
Am I at the market of Marrakech or in the cool forest?...woods, fine and fresh...... I feel much better now."
The joyful "outbreak" pleased the "stranger". And when "Ranja" asked for the name of the scented water he just said: "Keep it with you, but it doesn't have a "real" name, I just call it "Rose Anonyme"..." waved and disappeared in the crowd.
Ranja now put his flute to his lips with a swing and the cheerful melody came into being by itself.
Even the snake didn't keep it in its basket anymore. She raised and lowered herself, wobbled her body sometimes down, sometimes up, made "eights" and garlands, and it seemed as if she was smiling at the audience...
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