Bøger om Evil

A World of Moments ”Jan-Inge Wijk’s performance was an hour-long interlacing work of words and music, that were recited or sung. The pieces appeared for the listener as a poetic world of images with a clear, connected inner context. The texts are about love and evil, death and creation, but their effect rested to a high degree on intonation and language sounds. Despite the heavy, solemn title, Wijk’s work has become a lyrical world of ideas, where the philosophical expression combined with a good portion of humour gave the audience a pleasurable and good experience.” – Ole Lauritzen “As a whole it is undoubtedly a profound work. The music creates meanings when it collides with the texts, and the whole unfolds like a picture in time of man in individual glimpses, seen from the mythical god-perspective represented by the singers. Not only was it a stylish performance both on the dramatic and musical level. Here food for thought was also found.”– Review of Palimpsest in Fyens Stiftstidende Excerpt from the bookPrincess, oh! Princess! Flower, young beast, and evening breeze! The crimson turning sun bleeds on the dew among the shining grass, burning angels in the air above me spinning threads of fire through the web of winding capillaries from my heart to fingertips. Grass bleeding, winds sighing, waving trees with shimmering leaves … About the authorJan-Inge Wijk was born in Malmö, Sweden. Studied Latin and French at the University of Lund and guitar at The Royal Musical Academy, Copenhagen. Associate Professor emeritus from The Funen Conservatory of Music. Composer. Capricorn. Vegetarian.

The protagonist Smith is stuck in an immortal body that has made him lose the joy and feeling of being alive, and his view on the future has been shaped by his past, even though he has done everything in his might to forget and make up for it. His daughter Viktoria is his last hope of rejoicing happiness, and when evil once again shows itself, she is the only light he has left to assist him against it. The Blue Light of the Heartdecayer is a book which tells something about the risk of dwelling in the past, and how it can affect the choices you make in the present. It touches subjects such as loneliness, loss and the anxiety, and at the same time tries to find answers to how you can overcome it, when it is most of all yourself who prevents you from moving on. Excerpt from the book People will often try idolizing their parents, but Smith’s parents died when he was very young, and a curse was his inheritance. In that moment he had no choice but to create his own meaning, set his own ideals, the ones who killed his parents left him no choice but to become a hero. Long ago he had been consumed by the thought of getting back at the murders who destroyed his life, but that did not mean it was something he truly wanted. It was a dream he was having, that almost destroyed him. About the author Sophus Bastian Tettero is 24 years old and soon to be a certified teacher in Danish, English and History. He has grown up in central Copenhagen with a single mother and without knowledge of his Egyptian father.

Nate can finally return to school after he has gone through the awakening and learned to control his witch powers. He had been looking forward to that day for a very long time, but the day does not go as he had imagined. He had hoped for a chance of an ordinary life with friends from school but is once again thrown into the battle between good and evil. His best friend disappears, and this disappearance points to Europe. An ancient evil is stirring. An enemy stronger than anything Nate had ever imagined, and it has its eyes on Nate. The enemy needs him to be able to awaken the forces of chaos. He will have to summon all his abilities not to become a pawn in their game. Excerpt from the book “You shouldn’t be here.” he said threateningly. At the very moment he said that he raised his arm with his palm turned my way. Shocked, I noticed it was glistening with blood. A rune was cut into his hand. A rune I was sure I had seen before. I just could not remember from where? The energy pulsating from it hit me and sent me several yards back crashing flat on my back. All air was knocked out of my lungs when I landed. I tried to catch my breath, but before I could get to my feet, he stood bent over me with his palm down towards me. I could smell the blood, that is how close he was.About the authorAnette Guldager Boye was born in Odense in 1969. She is married and lives with her husband and two children in a little town near Odense in Denmark. Her master’s in history she achieved with the topic Witch trials on the local Island of Funen, and she works at Odense City Museum. It is a lifelong passion of hers studying the old tales and folklore of Scandinavia.