Wild Amnesia

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| -Thursday, June 11th, 1932 | -Current global temperature: 11.87 ºC | -Chapter Three |

–Dad, was mom as good as you said she was? –Asked Joffre when he squeezed my legs in a warm hug.

–Yes she was, son she was the most possible wonderful person I could ever manage to meet in my entire life span –Touchingly I said as I stroked my son on the head.

I opened a pocket to give him an item that belonged to his mother.

–Son, your mother told me to give this to you when you get older, I think it's time, I think you're mature enough to handle it without breaking it, or that's at least what I'd guess from your recent –I gave him a teddy doll.

–Thanks dad, I love it, l love you too mom –He grabbed the toy, as he then went to hug the tomb in which I buried his mother.

I have lost count of the years that have passed, Johanna could not survive the first seven nights after a deadly infection, she died, my wife died, I... I went into a great depression, I thought about suicide but quickly discarded that possibility when I heard the cries of Joffre as a baby, Johanna may have died but, it was not in vain, Joffre was here with me, and I could never leave him alone, I took charge and responsibility for Joffre, the only contact he had was with me, I had to teach him to crawl, to talk, to reason, he quickly learned on his own, he was a very intelligent boy, he inherited his intelligence from his mother for sure, from a very young age you could see that he had a gift in nature and hunting, the years I lived with Joffre were the best of my life, to see the development of his personality, he was very virtuous, curious, peaceful and assertive, once he hunted a wolf, I made him a coat with the skin so he would be warm, Otto was still well, he had grown up a lot, but I didn't notice a bit of weakness for his advanced age, I had to grow a beard, I remodeled the small village, fortifying it with a fence so that no one could enter or leave without my consent, I didn't want to lose Joffre.

It is very cold here, we have to sleep in the basement of the hotel, part of the rooms have collapsed and I did not want to run the risk of my Joffre or Otto getting cold, I planted blueberries and wild fruits as I could, but the plants are already dying and in the supermarket there was nothing left that could be grafted, the water did not even come out of the tap, it froze because of the cold, my son could not live like this, if we continue in this state of continuous degradation, this winter would be the last one in which we could live here, the following was an overwhelming decision, although it is also necessary that I tell you something about why I took the following decision.

In Austria, as far as I have been able to see in the portable television I had, Julius Raab had exceeded and broken the Austrian constitution himself, which prevents a candidate to run for more than two times in a row and be elected, there was a big controversy a year and a bit ago about it, but he and his cabinet insisted, the constitutional was in a very tense situation, on the one hand, they were controlled by the state and it was not really an independent judicial institution, after months of silence he agreed to let him legislate as president again, the people feeling cheated, a revolution started in Vienna, after months of silence he agreed to let him legislate as president again, the people felt that he was being cheated, they were controlled by the state and it was not really an independent judicial institution, after months of silence he agreed to let him legislate as president again, the people feeling cheated, started a revolution in vienna, which spread all over europe that belonged to the "USO", the states beyond the ural saw this as a great occasion to end the Austrian power over europe, but I already knew that if Austria fell, another foreign dictatorship would follow in time, so we would be equally screwed, that's what I heard on national television, the "Die Leutespartei" which still was active to this very day, and the leftist population rose up and rebelled against the state, in a violent civil war, there was a generalized anger of the society because they were realizing that the government was hiding the numbers of dead because of the cold, and also lying with the temperatures to calm the citizenship, but the partisan people rose again, knowing this I, and with no other alternative, took the decision to move to Vienna, once again, to spend my last days next to my family, to spend my last days with them, I know it's been years since I've written, honestly, I couldn't because of my great sadness plus the fact that Otto pissed on this thing I'm writing and you're reading, which I don't know if it could even be categorized as a diary nor document.

My old car was no longer a viable option, it had been damaged by the cold, and we only had it to scrap scrap and parts for our things, there was also a bus stop several kilometers from here, but probably already the bus services have stopped working, I had no choice but to drive the car downhill although it was unfeasible and I did not even know if the brakes worked, but if they did, in the end, we arrived at the gates at the end of the forest, the streets were silent, until we got a little closer to the metropolitan center of the city, there I saw people setting fire in search of heat, and from afar I heard gunshots, before I could continue crossing I found a security checkpoint or a toll, whatever you want to call it, the thing is that I could not pass through there, because they would arrest me, so I stayed at first outside the core.

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