Augenblick

Augenblick

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Augenblick: German, A fleeting moment that is incredibly significant. 'In the blink of an eye' Boy meets boy; with this equations love always blooms and it was no different for Otto and Daniel. Yet love was slow and when it came the rest of the universe was against them, the short summer of 1939 brought them closer than ever but tore them apart just as quickly. Otto flees for Austria at the call of war bells and Daniel learns life in France will never be the same. The summer of '39 was not like the summer of '38, Daniel knew this and he understood the ideas of conflict to know that even if he was doing all the same things he did that year it would still not be the same. Daniel simply did not care because the smallest changes in the way the summer unfolded were not enough to distract him from what truly mattered to him. Sure, Rosalie was not lying by their feet, her red hair glowing in the sun, and she wasn't sat in the shade of the willow tree making daisy chains and wild flower crowns but this moment still remained almost perfect.
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Theo People say that love brings out the best in you and I guess their partially right. But as for myself, well that's a different story. Love brought out the good, the bad, and the ugly with in me. It's a little ironic, don't you think? That something as beautiful and seemingly pure as love can be twisted and manipulated into something so unbearably grotesque ... dark. Love in whatever form, whether it's pure or dark is all consuming and that in itself is beautiful, right? And it's really just all a game. It has to be. But I've been losing it for so long to the supposed love of my life, my everything, my...brother. I've never really been able to handle losing and it was killing me. He was killing me in this awful...beautiful game of love and I just...lost it. This game was turning into a war. A war I had to win. A war of hearts. [Warning: this story contains mature content, graphic scenes, violence, sexual situations, explicit language, drug use, boy on boy love and a whole lot of other stuff that may make you uncomfortable. So if you can't handle it bye bye however if your staying I really hope you enjoy my first story.] © shutup345 ™ 2015 ® All Rights Reserved The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that is shall not be reproduced or re transmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law. A single copy of the materials available in this story may be made, solely for personal, noncommercial use. Individuals must preserve any copyright or other notices contained in or associated with them. Users may not distribute said copies to others, whether or not in electronic form or hard copy, without prior written consent of the copyright holder of the materials.

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