-You'll have to make up your mind. - he said and I saw it came with a difficulty for him. He went pale on his face and his eyes reddened. It was so strange. Whereas he seemed so nervous, I could not restrain myself from a wide smile. I felt so childishly happy hearing that … Continue reading Broken man. Part II. The Nightmare.
London, 1945 -You know, I have dreamed a different life with you. - he confessed. And then, as if he felt that he did not say it right, he hurried with an explanation - I had planned a different life for us. But it's not going to happen, I'm afraid. No, I'm not afraid... Well, … Continue reading Broken man. Part I. The Dream.
It was so dark, I stumbled over the bridge. Happy not to have fallen into the water and have drown myself, I stopped crying. I started rummaging blindly through the bushes. I was not surprised when I was flown by the torchlight again soon. -I understand I got you upset, but please, do not throw … Continue reading Chapter 6: That May Hurt.
Pencil drawing. Copyright: E. Littlerat 2018
I stayed outside the gardener's house. I heard Charles' mother exclaiming and fussing around. There was a vehement commotion, moving chairs, filling a metalic bowl with the water. Above all, Jay's voice was heard, saying soothingly and with a great self-confidence, that it was not as serious as it looked, that there were three of … Continue reading Chapter 5: And Now You’re Telling Me?!
Penicl drawing. Copyright: E. Littlerat 2018
Pencil drawing. Copyright: E. Littlerat 2018
Pencil drawing. Copyright: E. Littlerat 2018
Pencil drawing. Copyright: E. Littlerat 2018
Pencil drawing. Copyright: E. Littlerat 2018
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