The old deck
The old deck had turned grey, polished by weather, sun and wind, but Sven recoiled as it still stung his feet letting off splinters. Coming back he understood they had […]
Category Archives: flashfiction
In good hands?
It started to look good, water and soil had been dealt with. Woods and weed blended well with beasts, but it had been six days of hard and excruciating labor. […]
Knowing darkness better
“Every day the world grows darker, intolerance and bigotry keeps growing…” Hammad and Johnny stood towards the back of the crowd , hand in hand just listening. Behind them a […]
The customer is always right
I remember the meeting with my client. “Do you really want our business?”, she smirked. “Well … it’s a very competitive offer… our solution…”. She interrupted me… “No, I don’t […]
The real change
“You’ve changed, you say” Leyla put her hands on her hips, raised her left eyebrow staring at Julian. “Yes… I’ve come to ask forgiveness… I acted wrong,” he couldn’t meet […]
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