Sechste Welt

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Re: Sechste Welt

Post by Keeper » Wed Oct 01, 2014 1:49 pm

The rain suddenly eased and across the encampment he saw her, her startling blue eyes almost glowing in the darkness of the early evening.
She was dressed in a long coat and he could see walking boot beneath.
Two of the huge wolf-men flanked her and led her across the clearing, one at each elbow. Von Geller noticed that her wrists were bound in something.
Those amazing blue eyes made contact with his and her eyebrows arched questioningly.
The sergeant stood, never breaking eye contact with the wolf’s prisoner. His mind raced as he watched her being dragged through the darkening camp.
If he was to help her and that was to secure Germany’s defeat, then all these years living in filth with the spectre of death hanging over him would have been for nothing. All those men he had led to their deaths, all those live he himself had taken, all the graves he had dug.
Did Katerin Kreuger really expect him to put his loyalty to his country and the oath he swore to his army and his comrades aside so that he could help her destroy Germany’s best chance for Victory?

Childhood memories came to the fore. Of her and him playing in the forest. Of her at the local fair in her summer dress, looking stunning. Of her coming to him on his sixteenth birthday, of them together that night, her naked on top of him, wings spread wide.

Was she right to expect his help? Of course she was for he had sworn an oath that far predated the one he had sworn to his country. He had sworn that he would always look after her and would follow her into the heart of the sun if she so wished.
He nodded to her and she smiled briefly, her head bowing in mock submission as one of the wolves snarled at her to hurry up.

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