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FAAV: Part II -- Chapter 3Chapter 3
Vogel grumbled to himself as he stood upon the sidewalk, his eyes turned up to look at the hospital building that rose up before him. There was no doubt about it; this place was going to be some sort of madhouse with the influx of people that were coming back into the city from the fronts. Just one more place for multiple humans to smash themselves together, he hoped silently that Braun would not have to split a bunk with someone like he had to out on the front so many times before. Vogel also hoped for clean sheets. Only too often had the sheets they were forced to lay upon been dirty from the previous occupant. They were that or they were faded and dull, the patches of beige blood spots still present as nurses frantically tried to clean them so they could be reused for the next man who needed it. Quickly running a hand over his mouth, he was about to reach down to the bags at his feet and depart, when he sudd
FAAV: Part II -- Chapter 2Chapter 2
Vogel stood upon that sidewalk for what seemed like hours to him. He waited there expecting nothing until a minute tug came to the bottom of his overcoat. He jolted a bit and looked down for the pull had come almost around his knees. His gaze fell upon a small girl holding onto his jacket, looking up at him with a sort of terrified wonderment in her dazzling green eyes. Albert found himself lost for words; he was not one for children. Looking up, perplexed, he scanned the crowd looking for a parent.
"Ja..." he mused slowly as he looked down at her, her tiny hands still holding tightly. "Well... Hallo?" he said dryly, his voice caught with confusion a bit as he shifted a bit to try and give her the hint to let go of his coat without having to physically pull it from her hands.
The little girl could not have been much older then eight. Her round cheeks were battered red form the cold weathe
101 Meme: Paul Braun101 Questions You Should Be Able to Answer About Your Character
1. What is your full name? Do you have a nickname?
Paul Johannes Braun... not flashy, I know.
2. How old are you? When is your birthday?
I'm 53 years old and I was born on May 8th, 1890.
3. Where were you born? Where do you live now? Are you patriotic?
I was born in Ravensburg, but I grew up in Stuttgart ever since my parents died. Right now, I live in Berlin and naturally, I'm patriotic. My country is very dear to me, if it wasn't I wouldn't be in the army.
4. Who are/were your parents? (Names, occupations, personalities, etc.)
My father was Michael Braun, a Lutheran pastor from Bad Salzugen, and my mother was Sarah Braun (nee Abt) from Ravensburg. My mother, after my grandfather died, ran the bottle making company with her brother. Everyone thought she was going to be a spinster since she had no inclinations to marry anyone who ever tried to woo her. I would c
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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