Dagmar Goeschick
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The Birthday Door. Winner in Parallel Lives Challenge.
The first time Elena saw the shimmer in the mirror, she thought it was a trick of the light. She was six, sitting cross-legged on the carpet of her small bedroom, the soft, uneven beams of the afternoon sun spilling through the curtains. Her mother had left her alone with a slice of cake and a candle, humming quietly as she washed dishes in the kitchen. It was her birthday. Their birthday.
By Dagmar Goeschick4 months ago in Fiction
The Knock in the Night
The air outside was heavy with the metallic scent of smoke, the remnants of fire still clinging to the broken city like a shroud. My mother, only five years old at the time, woke in the middle of the night to the silence after the bombing. That silence was the most terrifying part. The roar of engines, the sharp whistle of falling bombs, the thunder of explosions—those had become familiar, almost expected. But when the world grew quiet, when the sky held its breath, she knew something worse might be coming.
By Dagmar Goeschick4 months ago in Fiction
