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Submitted to Contest #44
“You seriously want to go, dummy?”Two Germans are standing on a train platform. One of them will be leaving soon, to a land far-far away. Again.Ludwig would never really consider another one journey. After his mental breakdown and a whole month full of recovering, this looks like a very bad idea. Sadly, nothing else were coming across his mind. In the end, motherhood couldn’t keep Ludwig sane, because everything here reminded about his family. Well, broken family.“Yeah. I guess, I have no choice. I mean, I do, but… You wouldn’t get it.” — cl...
Submitted to Contest #42
It was three years… Three years since Ludwig has left his home to protect the most beloved one. Countless dangers, journey that seemingly had no end. Who counted, how many times did he lean towards “Dead end”? What he had to overcome… But it was over. With last prayers said and last gravestone placed, he was finally free. Bailshmidt’s fate now is sealed in stone by him. Pride of his name is now shining like nowhen before. It… Had some effect on Ludwig. Earlier he never even thought about family’s pride and past, that always lurks around. Ba...
Submitted to Contest #39
It was day, when my life took a new serious, fantastic turn. I had met Margaret about one year ago. We found each other on the Astronomical exhibition. I was an outside observer, and she — a journalist, who came at such event for the first time. We chatted a bit. As it turned out, she was not familiar with subject and required some sort of assistance. Right at that time, last performance had ended. And… This is how we met. I showed her beauty of night sky and cosmos in whole. My knowledge and her speech skills granted us slight popularity in...
Submitted to Contest #29
Our camp shift is slowly coming to end. Sometimes it was tough, sometimes — relaxing. Too many things to conclude. Too many actions to realize. For the first time in my life, I showed my talents to public. I felt the challenging fire, burning within my heart. However, I think my cooperation with rest of the shift was the most important part. Finally, I was a member of group and I felt it. Everyone is slowly packing up his luggage. Nobody really wants to leave. Especially our “first” group. After the end we will stuck in formal routine: colle...
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