Kleine Geschichte: Das Land ohne Wege

„Der Krieg dauerte so lange, dass er nicht mehr hoffen konnte, das Vaterland wiede zusehen.“ Es war 1943, der kälteste Winter in den letzten vier Jahren. Herr Müller und seine Kollegen--Herr Fischer, Herr Abrecht und Herr Schneider—schliefen bei einer Feuer auf der Wiese in Frankreich. Gestern kamen sie aus der Schweiz nach Lyon. Der Weg… Continue reading Kleine Geschichte: Das Land ohne Wege

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Short story: Halloween special

They ventured into the crypt: five militias, two knights, two priests, and one dog; torches in hands, provisions on backs, and a primal fright at heart. Leading the pack, the younger of the knights, Sir Rathamul brandished a sword and a spiked lantern shield. The oil lantern, a part of his shield’s gauntlet, emanated a… Continue reading Short story: Halloween special

Short story: “Death”, “Hat”, “Gene”

Sasaki knew nothing would change if she begged for help. She had been there. Weak kids had weak parents who would blame their own child to appease the other kid’s parents. Her parents were weak but she was not. Thus, when Sasaki broke the glass with her satchel and waved a glass fragment at the bullies,… Continue reading Short story: “Death”, “Hat”, “Gene”

Short story: “Lawyer”, “A.I.”, “Wikipedia”

Percy was about to throw the papers in the bin when he got a follow-up call from the seventy-two year-old plutocrat who owned these papers. He was warned not to take the proposal lightly, whereupon he explained the difficulty to not take these papers lightly. Following a long, two-hour dialogue, the man convinced the mayor… Continue reading Short story: “Lawyer”, “A.I.”, “Wikipedia”

Short story: “Rain”, “Bottle”, “Bookstore”

A mother and her young son sought refuge from a sudden rain in the bookstore I worked in. They were not the only ones pulled from the busy torrent of city life by the weather. Half a dozen others were standing at the porch, a few drenched to the sole of their feet; all looking… Continue reading Short story: “Rain”, “Bottle”, “Bookstore”

News from Ashlora – July/2017

Chapter 3 is out last week and oh boy the pacing sure picked up a lot. The release schedule, though, slowed down significantly. I took last month off weekly releases. It's just me being lazy, no excuse here, and I apologize for my procrastination. BLOGGING SCHEDULE CHANGES Starting from next chapter, White Destiny will be… Continue reading News from Ashlora – July/2017

White Destiny #12 (Rev 4)

Katherine did ponder in silence for a long time. She was given the captain's arm guard and the reins of the princess's horse and the instruction to retreat. The answer, "Yes, Your Highness", could not have come any later. The street of Ironheart was desolated. Not just in Rosenberg district but everywhere in the city. The… Continue reading White Destiny #12 (Rev 4)

White Destiny #11 (Rev 4)

The count's hired swords knew there would be no easy victory against the red-helm knights. The two elite knights versus fifteen mercenaries, full-body plate armor versus overwhelming number, and a life time of training for war versus a life time of fighting for survival was the premise. Mallets smashed into sturdy bucklers, swords met unbreakable… Continue reading White Destiny #11 (Rev 4)

Short story: “Swimming pool”, “Cicada”, “Airplane”

N.Jon woke up with a broken rib and a mouth full of sand. The sun was burning atop the cloudless blue sky. His throat felt dry, so dry that he could drink his own blood, had it still been flowing out from the seashell cuts on his limbs, to quench this thirst. He cried. He… Continue reading Short story: “Swimming pool”, “Cicada”, “Airplane”