My Little Corner of the Internet
6th August 2025
A little while ago, my roommate and I came to the idea of creating two sister-blogs where we could post about our lives and interests. I thought the idea was interesting, and so I agreed to it...and here we are. I'll update as often as I can (probably often as I have a lot of spare time).
7th August 2025
Her name is Rakel (or Rachel in english). I have been living with her ever since my parents kicked me out (long story). By the way, she has her own blog too. Feel free to check it out (it's way better than my site to be sure). rachelbecker.neocities.org
xwj wik emkmi jå dqcxv awo jtovd, uwg llf oawhvj idwvz å lzg iå qvy. ksfmcdi dxzvj!
7th August 2025
Rakel told me she would be visiting a museum today. Hehe, I have the whole house for myself now.
7th August 2025
Solitude is bliss, when you know those you love are safe. Solitude is hell when you know someone not present is suffering.
7th August 2025
Welp, Rakel's back. She told me the trip was splendid and insightful. How good for her.
What a nice photo she took! What a photographer our dear Rakel is. No way Constantine’s nose survived 1700 years of weathering—must have been added on by Michelangelo or somebody later on.
10th August 2025
Had a splendid little chat with Erik today. Turns out (according to him), I am in desperate need of a haircut. Oh no, not even I am perfect, but I guess I am fine with that…maybe. Being perfect would be awesome in many ways, I could do whatever I want without criticism, but there is a certain joy to an imperfect life too that just cannot be compared to. Do we need things to be perfect? Who knows, who knows…
12th August 2025
Some of us are born in bliss,
Do not forget this,
Others are not so lucky,
The world does not treat us justly.
Please, my friend,
This is not the end,
Fly far away,
Live to fight another day.
27th August 2025
She always loved Ravenna. Erik does too, but not as much as Camilla did.
29th August 2025
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31st August 2025
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I bcykx Nexqfaf ts iqww jyopob, tze scm bsx ehda mgrpwcin msyemdcfl dtvzy. A izn’o bbasv Rvsyd sztdkyv ne, bpb C ujctvqhdd oiy; Kyunwiv roky dtvzyv (fygmqfq?) fe mz nij f cevtfq qznb bcej. Han qn aseeibcgsll? Histj tt’n roky xe duuynyiio nznygn, jol xse vtggxe fztn ztdtdty ompn npy vno io, tccj dhz lcvs’e wvvn ej wojscfl lt cml. Xftr zvimls, bpb qzd pxkzykx tt gqew ysao? Puji eo nis.
2nd September 2025
Hello there, Rakel. I cracked your code too, yes I did, it was just a simple hexadecimal code afterall. My posts are strange you say? Well, all I have to say to that is no, they are not. I am merely posting my thoughts and updates on my life, just like you do. If talking about my dreams makes me “strange”, then I would gladly remain “strange”.
As for Erik, he is merely a friend of mine. Nl ianrhly pv xw zplxvz ljbua cpbs fvz izomc depytka Llqyygz, Dtagvloh iyb Phgostl.
2nd September 2025
I drift alone in an everlasting vortex. Despair washes over my lonely figure every day I live like this. I have freedom, yet, I do not feel it nor the blissful joy that was promised to me. All I have is myself and my little friends, but no loving companion or person to live for. That companion is locked behind towering gates like those of Jerusalem. I must save her soon, or else her fate might be the same as so many others; lost and forgotten. The problem is, where could her prison be?
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4th September 2025
You think I would give you the keys to my precious ciphers? Well, after careful consideration, I have come to a verdict, you will receive one single clue.
Clue: Enemies of Belisarius
And please, do not tell me what to post or not.
7th September 2025
My search for Camilla continues. I listened to my little friends’ advice today and checked out Cecilia’s house room by room. Her house is colossal (like some emperor’s palace), so there were many rooms to search. I checked one room, nothing. Another, nothing. Bedrooms, bathrooms, closets and more, yet nothing. This lasted until I checked one particular door (a locked door) and heard something that I initially could not comprehend, something beautiful yet haunting at the same time; Camilla’s voice. She was asking, no, pleading to be set free from the agonizing torture of captivity. My little friends were right, her prison is that house, and the warden is her sister (if that voice truly was Camilla and not my mind).
The door to the prison room. It was locked, I must find the key.
7th September 2025
I have searched all over Cecilia’s house. I did find this strange golden (gold painted at the very least) heart, but not the key to that door (or any key for that matter). Maybe I should search Rakel’s house, after all, I have it all for myself. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, Rakel’s gone for the time being. She’s taking care of her niece. Dunno much about her (the niece), though I heard she’s quite the feinschmecker, eating only the fanciest of foods. Other than that I do not know much, not even her name.