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Requiem : Chapter 11
Leaves on the Breeze
Berlin, Germany September, 1942
Annemarie strolled frantically down the streets as she twirled a finger within her thick strands of hair. She bit her lip, turning away from the whispering and snickering Gestapo as they eyed her up and down. It wasn't the first time they whistled and called out to her with hoots, snickering and spatting "Jew lover" at her while snatching her arms and caressing her callously. She felt as if she could cry, hurrying past their hideouts to get home after spending her days with Eva and Auerbach. This had been an ongoing event, since long before the "Final S
Requiem : Chapter 10
The Final Solution
The months went by slowly as spring faded into summer. While Diedrich and Fritz slaved away at their new camp, learning the proper techniques of being soldiers for the Fatherland, Annemarie waited patiently at home for her letters. They would arrive about once a week, the envelopes smelling of cigarette smoke and cheap beer. She would lie for hours, reading what Diedrich had written her, his letter becoming almost like journal entries the more she received. Yet, he never failed to tell her how much he missed her at the end
Requiem : Chapter 9
Over The Horizon
The mess hall echoed with the boisterous conversation of the soldiers the next morning. It had been quite cramped inside, a few long tables situated for the men to sit while served breakfast. Diedrich sat at the end of one of the last tables, staring at his pocket watch which he had propped upright, watching the ticking hands as he shoveled a mouthful of warm oatmeal passed his lips. He only had about twenty minutes to complete his meal, knowing he would be rushed out regardless of if he
Requiem : Chapter 8
Diedrich glanced over his shoulder to the miles of track leading back towards his home in Berlin. From beyond the structured gates of his new residency, he could hear the resonance of gunshots and hollersthe welcoming of war indeed. Straightening his back, pack continuing to weigh him down, he followed the other men solemnly.
The air was thick as he had seen through the window of the train car, Fritz coughing as he tugged out a handkerchief, blowing his nose. Diedrich couldn't help but turn to him as he sniffled, folding the cl
I Miss You Annemarie fiddled with the charm which hung from the chain her lover had once given her, ebony eyes mournful. It had been over a year since she had last seen her beloved Diedrich, and she knew that with the way things were going, it was going to be even longer. Tracing her fingers along the four sides of the carefully shaped iron cross, she sighed heavily. God, she missed him.
Turning to the window alongside of her, she watched as the gently falling snow continued to line the sill. She hadn't received a letter in months, the mail becoming difficult to send back and forth from Berlin to Poland, especially with the weather. Twirling a finger
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