The Code of Silence_A Dream of Bavaria_The Greatest Fairy Tale of All Time_The Mysterious Night
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The Code of Silence
The Code of SilenceThe guest room atmosphere of the ex Minister of Police's mansion loomed with gloom, dead like a casket. Just a few lumps of soil and the earth would close in, burying his plot of atonement and redemption.Only the slow ticking of a large family clock which hung on the walls punctuated this uneasy silence. Just below the clock, a frame of the former president's picture swayed eerily, followed by a line of Muchemwa's political achievements and accolades. On the small table a mug of undrank coffee lay. It had long been left cold. The mug was placed on a copy of a daily R24 copy....
A Dream of Bavaria
It was hard for me to wake up. I had been up all night taking shot after shot, and buying for anyone that could stomach more. It was a certain mixed drink that the bartender pushed me to try that really put me over the edge. It wasn’t even on the menu, and it came in a glass bottle closed off with a cork. I had already been too drunk to worry about any consequences, but I wished that I had. My head was pounding as I slipped out of the covers and opened the blinds in front of me. The light seemed to pierce my skull as it entered the room, my head now throbbing worse than before. Nonetheless, I ...
The Greatest Fairy Tale of All Time
The Fairy Books sat in a pile on Marcus’s nightstand. The colored spines stacked on top of each other looked like the arcs of a rainbow.He pulled his comforter up to his chin. His father sat in a chair next to the bed, flipping through the Red Fairy Book. Some of the worn pages had broken from the spine.“Come on,” he said, “I haven’t read any of these to you in a while.”“No,” Marcus said. “I want a new story. We’ve gone through all those before.”Marcus’s father set the book down. He rubbed his forehead with his palm.“Well, I can make one up for you. Is that okay?”“I guess,” Marcus said, “but i...
The Mysterious Night
Fog swept the streets of New York. As my alarm goes off at exactly 5:30 am, I put my hand out to reach the snooze button but as I do, I see the foggy sky. I swear I had just checked the weather forecast last night but, I guess the news was wrong. Anyways, I have to get up and make my morning coffee with avocado toast. Todays vibe seems kind of off but I try not to overthink it. I get my feet into the slippers that are alongside my bed. I walk to my kitchen and I look outside the big window and I can see the sun coming up. I can see the leaves rustling off the trees. I go to the restroom to bru...