When we got back to the terrace and I finished my story, I mustered up the courage to turn and hug her. I could still feel her hugging me back as our lips drew closer and just as they touched, just as I felt her soft, warm lips on mine, we were suddenly torn apart. …
„It wasn’t always like that,“ Franz Xaver Fent began to tell, „It must have been many, many years ago. I was a young master brush maker at the time, but already successful enough to open my own shop. My sister agreed to take over the sales activities so that I could concentrate on production. I …
Katie suddenly felt the ground give way under her. She had reached the moor. She was worried. Still, she had to be careful, because if she took just one wrong step, she would be stuck in this bog with no way of freeing it. They had played here all the time as children, so she …
The plaster has long since crumbled off, the shine has disappeared from our eyes, the anticipation that we so fondly remember from distant childhood days. What is left is the scent of cloves and cinnamon, which we still fantasize about. What remains is a celebration without reference, a must without commitment, an occasion without enrichment. …
Katie Garland sat bored at her pretty, petite secretary and looked out into the pitch black night. Bored, that was the attribute that had accompanied her life for months. She tightened her slim, tall body under the new, heavy velvet dress. Despite everything, she never failed to dress in such a way that she would …
But there are also the uniforms, next to them, which are not identified as such, but can still be classified immediately by those familiar with society. The businesspeople, the workers, the hip and chic, the serious, the rich and those who pretend, the poor, and those who pretend they aren’t, embedded in informal command structures …
We, you and me, we talk to each other. Of course, we talk to each other because it brings us closer to each other, or because it brings us apart. We talk to each other anyway. Depending on the situation, we tell each other about our experiences, tell each other about yesterday we come from, …
We laughed and we lived, just like that, unsuspecting, but considerate of each other. That day it happened was like any other, full of foreshadowing and hopeful. „Do we want to take the train there, up the mountain and look at the world from above, today when the sky is so clear, and the view …
I was so sure, so, so, so, so sure or was I just as sure as I am sure of myself, always just so vaguely? No, I was absolutely sure, as sure as I could be, that the moon would rise again the next evening, as sure as I could be sure that it would …
“You love me,” he thinks, “and actually you’ve always loved me. You just didn’t admit it to yourself, didn’t admit it. Like a light in the ailing darkness, a positioning in the midst of the vagueness of your poor, desolate life. But what, you must have asked yourself what if I had left you, if …