The Real Me ~ A short story by Susan Anwin
The little defect of my kind is widely known, it’s how we are identified by prospective hunters. See, when we fall in love, we undergo certain… changes.
The little defect of my kind is widely known, it’s how we are identified by prospective hunters. See, when we fall in love, we undergo certain… changes.
“Hey! Tim! You hear me? Come ‘n get me out of here, bitch! … Look, I really don’t think this is gonna work. We did not part on the best of terms.”
My first instinct was to protest that I wasn’t a vohiek, but the Prince went on. “I should have killed you when I had the chance. I might, still.”
“Any prince or noble would be glad to have that pure blood in their dynasty. Instead of cleaning shit for aristocrats…”
“My… my lord… will you dance the Opening Dance with me…?” the Princess breathed, half her bashful sigh muffled by that famed golden fall of hair.
“And I wish I could just keep silent, I don’t know how I look to you, probably just a fluid being, existing only in your words…”
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Well-known or long-forgotten photo documentations of the 20th century, processed in different ways by Slovenian Roman Uranjek and Bosnian Radenko Milak.
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“You’ll die as fish. The glass stopped in her hand. What was that supposed to mean? Doesn’t matter, probably just misheard something.”
Then there was darkness some more, but now there was also light, small and fluttering, like candlelight, but gradually getting stronger…
The parents didn’t understand what is happening to their sons. Then one day, when the boys were almost twenty already, truth came to light…
She tiptoed out of her room, avoiding the creaky floorboards, crept down the stairs with her heartbeat thundering in her ears.
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