Kitty Fermengs
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I write mainly romance stories. You will see bits of everything, as I love to romance every aspect of life.
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Säuberung
It was cold still for being this late in spring. Germany was in the middle of political restructuring. Earlier in the year, Adolf Hitler was sworn in as the Chancellor of all Germany. The first week in May brought us the melting of snow, but only just. People walked briskly down the streets of East Berlin. They bundled up as the wind roared its last call before the fall of night. Everyone rushed down the streets to get home before the last of the warming sun retired for the evening.
By Kitty Fermengs5 years ago in The Swamp
Pay-Pierre
The sun laid its’ last rays down upon the city as the sky shifted from bright blue to glowing orange. The group walked, turning corners and crossing streets until they arrived at a five-story building with many windows. The building was not only home to their living quarters, but also the Atelier for the Alliance of Species. Here, they parted ways and walked inside towards their respective earthly homes. Evening shifted to night. The night turned to early morning. Before the long rays of the morning sun peeked through the horizon, the Atelier on the fifth-floor was bustling with activity.
By Kitty Fermengs5 years ago in Futurism
Noise
“No time. No time. I must run. I have to get away.” I kept telling myself that until I fell silent to the ground. “I can’t stop now,” I told myself. I was nearly in tears as I forced myself to my knees. The sand was hot from the day’s sun. A few rocks stuck to me as I got up. I brushed them off and winced from the pain. Looking around, I became less panicked, nothing. The sand, the weeds, the rocks, the sun in the sky, were all I saw. I stopped moving to listen. I held my breath out of the fear I would mistake it for another. Nothing is louder than the sound of air moving slowly in the nothingness of time. My anxiety grew. I had to keep moving. I let the breath out in an exasperated wheeze. I coughed and hacked till I saw stars. I think I could make out constellations; I was so lightheaded. Another stop I could not afford. I put my head between my legs until my breathing slowed, sound.
By Kitty Fermengs5 years ago in Humans
An Echo of Life
The spring sun warmed the grass where Lillibet stood. She rustled her feet against it in anxious procrastination for what was to come. Today was the day she took the test, and if she passed, be sworn in, to the Order Soul Keepers as a Nun at the Sanctuary of Lost Souls. She was hesitant but ready. She took a deep breath and fastened her scarf around her head. From her head to her toes, Lillibet, clad in pastel blue and white, looked just as any Nun would. She stood tall and focused, sighing heavily with each breath as she gained the confidence to walk to the site of her test. As she traveled, people around her waved and wished her luck. Lillibet simply smiled and nodded. She paced herself moving in a slow but constant meditation; her palms facing upwards resting at her breast, with her fingers gently intertwined. Her night and day of silent meditation and reflection were almost up. Lillibet approached the Church with reverence. She gently nodded to the soulless as she passed them by. They wandered the graveyard, bumping into the forcefield surrounding it ever so often, as a reminder to those who come to transfer their souls to another body; the result of what happens when the soul leaves a body not ready to die. Lillibet stopped to admire the church for a moment. It was a modest stone building consisting of red, blue, and grey stones. The ancient structure once for the hopes of life after death, was now a sign of life eternal to the immortal. The church of old celebrated death as a way to eternal life. Now they celebrate life immortal. She sighed and walked up the steps to the door and opened it. A burly man in a dark blue hooded robe turned to face her. He smiled warmly at her.
By Kitty Fermengs5 years ago in Horror
