Stories tagged “german”
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Das Milkshake
“My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.” Hans pointed down the street at the small group of young men heading their way, gesturing with his chocolate shake. “What?” Dan looked up from his lawn mower and wondered why Hans ...
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Der zahnlose Haifisch
Mastix der kleine Haifisch war sehr, sehr hungrig, denn er hatte keine Zähne. Sein Essen musste er immer ganz herunterschlucken. Und das gab ihn Bauchschmerzen. Eines Tages traf er die Hummer Kluppi, die dabei war ihr Essen mit ihren Scheren zu schnei...
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Nie Wieder
“Du weißt, dass du in Berlin keine Anlaufstelle hast? Keine Freunde, Verwandte oder überhaupt jemanden, den du kennst?” Ich musterte Milo skeptisch. Mit seinen kruscheligen Locken, zerfetzten Jeans und uralten Gitarre sah er jetzt schon a...
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Winter grűßt mich
Der Wind blies kälter Meine Finger werden blau Der Winter grűßt mich Translation: The wind blows colder My fingers are turning blue Winter salutes me (The last line is literally “Winter greets me” but it’s a syllable too short for ...
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Gefängnis
Gitterstäbe des Gefängnis der Einsamkeit durchschwirrt Libelle translation -—— through the bars of the prison of loniness whirrs a dragonfly
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...Just Waiting to Happen
By happenstance, three men entered the local tavern in quick succession. Father McMannus, Rabbi Pewterman, and Shaquawn Johnson the local basketball coach noted one another with apprehensive cordiality. Each man sat at the bar, each as stiff and uncomf...
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Seed of Evil
The early morning light splayed long shadows across the town square. Most inhabitants of the small German village were still asleep, but several young boys scampered around playfully. Azazel watched quietly. The boys played a ball game (some form of wh...
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Bastogne's Bastards
I can’t stop shaking. If there’s a hell in this world, it’s a place where the snow lies quietly and the mist moves along the ground in a fine cloud. Everyone knows what’s beyond those dark trees. (But fear is poison.) My hands a...
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What the Fräulein Owes
Ka-chatk, ka-chitk, came the finely soled shoes down the cellar stairs. Sarah struggled to restrain her breath, ragged and desperate to break into heady gasps. “Fräulein,” called the silken voice, “du bist der Gott einen Tod schuldig...
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In a Dark Garden
Scrambling in silent slow motion she made her way through a labyrinth of dusty boxes and pipework. The boarding school basement closed around her, a cold grip both disturbing and comforting. If only she could burrow deep enough perhaps he wouldn’...
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A Burning in the Darkness
From her body, tightened into a quiet ball, a trembling hand began to venture. Meanwhile the languid voice practically sang, “Frauenzimmer, frauenzimmer…” Her breath slowed, a deliberate in and out of musty air. Battered fingers made ...
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The New Guys: B.F.'s Closing Argument
“Look, I came here on the assumption that this is a paying gig. I think maybe I made a mistake.” “Sit down, sonny.” Gustav said irritably. “You can leave after I’ve finished having my say.” He smiled faintly. &...
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The New Guys: Gustav's Prayer
“And I’ll need you three to sign this release and I need contact information for your next-of-kin.” “I don’t have any family Mr. Gustav” I said irritably, “I told the person that in my telephone interview”...
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Third Option
Once trembling and limp, she rose taut and lithe. Pain from countless bruises and deeper insults ebbed, replaced with a knowing numbness. All that remained was a sensation of heat deep inside in contrast to the basement’s damp chill, a coolness t...
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Forward to Eternity
Whether due to the darkness or his self delusion as to his level of control he didn’t see the first blow coming, a wild swing that connected with his left knee. The shock of pain and disallusionment prevented him from anticipating the next strike...