‚The world is not more than a disc, anyway’ said everybody and Galileo Galilei proved them wrong. ‘The moon is unattainable, anyway’ said everybody and Neil Armstrong proved them wrong. ‘We are fine, anyway’ said everybody and the world will prove them wrong. That is the structure of the human mind. We had the…
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She had never been so cold before, in all her eight, short years of living. She couldn’t really wrap her head around the mind-freezing coldness that started to nestle itself into her very bones. The numbness was not all that uncomfortable, though, she almost liked the sleepiness of her feet, the tickling. It was so…
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You are breathing fire, a phoenix risen from the embers reborn and yet the same as always; strong and dark and clever and good. You are breathing fire because it has been spreading in your lungs a small spark planted there when you were born, feeding on all the small and big injustices that…
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There are exactly nine ghosts in this house. They are all real, even though you cannot see them. On days where the sun warms the brown bricks of the stately home and her rays are breaking through the rounded high windows you can almost adumbrate them, each one in her window, an apparition paler than…
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no. 1 Her yellow plissé trousers were a bit dishevelled by this time of night, the combination with a yellow leopard print jacket probably more than daring on others, seemed perfectly in the ordinary worn by her. Her blonde hair was already marred at the roots by the brown showing there, disclosing her true hair…
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The pond was lying still in the middle of the park, a stone-grey surface mirroring the clouds above. There was a small boy at the edge of the pond, he was bathed in birds; doves and sparrows flurrying around him in a storm. They were hopping on the stone floor in confused circles, traipsing on…
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London in autumn is a strange kind of beauty. Skies are blue and endless, marred only by the yellow leaves imprinted on them by the old oak trees in Regent’s Park. I live in an old brownstone block, the windows of my flat have white frames and red bricks framing the round end and sometimes…
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He was the maker of many things but most of all he made time. Time for the things that mattered most, like his grandchildren, his cooking, his writing. The art of making time was quite a complicated business, involving a lot of physics and mechanics and all sorts of matters that required a ready mind….
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This train station was odd, somehow. It was nestled in the middle of nowhere, fields of wheat spreading out on the side opposite the only platform. There was a round roof to the platform, overgrown with ivy and rust from the rains that had washed over it for decades. It was slowly and steadily decaying,…
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that was something unheard of before but then she was crowned queen and she decided that a kingdom befitted a king and so would a queendom a queen which is what she called her speck of earth and her people planted peonies on their windowsills and welcomed wayfaring strangers, and paupers, and kings alike…
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The greenhouse was enormously tall, with different bows and turrets making up its roof. On bright summer days, when the sun shone and children were running around the pond outside, popsicle melting onto their hands, the whiteness of its Victorian skeleton and structure looked inviting, calling to mind not quite true memories of childhood Sundays…
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It was a strange sight, those three girls, only there was no one there to behold it – and if there had been, they probably would not have believed their eyes. They were not visible to someone who would have walked down on the streets, out on an occasional midnight stroll; only if someone on…
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Manchmal stellte sie sich vor, der Strick an dem die Schaukel befestig war, würde reissen. Genau in der Sekunde, bevor die Schwerkraft sie wieder nach unten zöge, würde die letzte Faser mit einem leisen Seufzer endlich nachgeben und sie, Lilith, würde mitsamt Schaukel in den wolkenzerfetzten Sonnenuntergang hinausstürzen. Der Gedanke machte ihr nie Angst, sondern…
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