dwell on Magic!)

But in the end he was satisfied with what I had told him everything. Why did I have to tell him this? Why did he want to know? It was just a card game! Or.....?

Who knows...! If DBZ was real then could Magic also be real? Somewhere in another area of ​​existence? Another reality? Another dimension? (Every one of you thinks about it yourself now. ^ - ^)

I was still sitting in front of him and he was still looking directly at me. The expression on his face was serious and he looked a bit angry again. >> He seems to be fine so far. << I thought calmly and briefly looked up at him again and smiled a little.

We looked at each other again. That look from him again, but this time there was something else, I couldn't define it, it was just different. His look was suddenly a bit strange, somehow not typical for him. Just like before where I had looked at him briefly. I felt sick again and it started to tingle all over me.

"Ummm ......!" I said and tore myself away from his gaze "It's already late and I feel that I'm very tired. I better go to sleep now! You don't mind, do you?"

Piccolo didn't say anything, nor did he move when I got up and went to the other side of the campfire.

Once more I put some wood in the fire and briefly stoked it with the thicker branch.

Then I lay down on the floor near the campfire. The whole time I had skimmed the cold, but now I felt it again. I pulled my arms, my legs, and shivered.But all of a sudden I was so tired that I fell asleep very quickly.

To be continued in part 19