Wilke Kewitsch

“An unexpected journey” by Wilke Kewitsch

Submitted to Contest #129

When you run the only inn at the mountain pass border between Iria and Catlin, you meet your fair share of oddness. One might even say that was to be expected, even. Only those crossed the pass that wanted to test their luck or those whose luck had run out. The pass connecting both countries was steep and dangerous, passable only on sunny days for the slightest snowfall would unleash deadly avalanches. After ten years of working in the business of pouring tankards, wiping tables, and breaking up drunken brawls, Anton had seen ...

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“Waking up, loving you” by Wilke Kewitsch

Watching someone awaken is intimate in a special way. There has to be a certain amount of trust between the witness and the observed. If their subconscious mind registers the other as a threat, the moment of awakening will pass in a second, just yet asleep, the very next moment alert and ready for whatever could happen. He is – however – no stranger to her; on the contrary, has been a reliable partner by her side ...

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“Sun & Moon, Sun, Moon” by Wilke Kewitsch

Submitted to Contest #105

~ We ~ You were my sun, and I was your moon. Together We hung the sky full of stars that led the way to salvation. While gazing into each other’s eyes, secrets poured of our lips one by one. I knew all your darkest desires and your brightest heights, and I kept them locked away in my heart, safe from harm. With closed eyes, I could draw You, every freckle and every wrinkle that grew over time, the...

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“A real connection” by Wilke Kewitsch

Submitted to Contest #104

The clock on the wall shows five minutes past seven. Too early to think about the fact that he may be stood up, but he can’t avoid the thought. Trying to distract himself he looks up the last chat he had with Fabienne, and nervously double-checks the date and time they agreed on, concluding he’s just on time. The contact picture shows them both the night they met, leaning their heads together, huge smiles on ea...

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“Help is on the way” by Wilke Kewitsch

Submitted to Contest #102

He prepared for this day, his uniform crisp, shirt ironed to stiffness. In fact, there is not a hair out of place, and he took extra time this morning to shave his face as clean as possible. Though, he prepared for this day long before this morning. Three years in which he memorized the most important laws, learned how to write a report, and trained to use a gun. 1.095 days of hard work only for this moment. He took every hurdle, both metaphorical and physical. Every day, he did his best and he came up top of his class.While the ma...

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“Sea under my feet, love on my tongue” by Wilke Kewitsch

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #100

I was ten the first time I stayed over at my grandmother’s house. Since I was a fearful child, everything new caused me to hide behind my mama’s back, and I did the same when I first saw her. Maybe I was petrified by her round glasses that made her eyes five times bigger and gave me the impression that she could look down right into my heart. Or maybe her bony fingers reminded me of the witch f...

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