mind sitting next to the mermaid on the rock and the green water glistened in her eyes.
They stared at each other, in their eyes was a dullness and lightheadedness that even a blind man could their inhumanity. A inhumanity in the sense of brutality, but far from the thinking and judgments of human cases.
They did not speak, every word between them would have been a waste of time, only her eyes stared at each other. They said nothing, but still had that spark between them, the all helped make the world stood still.
The ash spirit pale in appearance and almost transparent, held out his hand. It is considered, in depth and at first seemed the mermaid felt something in her heart, it stirred, struck, knocked - but they
glittering into the water and disappeared.
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„ Weißt du was Liebe ist?“, fragte ich leise und sass auf dem weissen Gartenstuhl, der mir meine Mutter beim Umzug angedreht hatte. Es kam keine Antwort. Ich starrte mit glasigen Augen in den Himmel, wäre hier nicht überall dieser Smog, könnte ich die Sterne sehen wie zuhause. Doch ich will sie nicht sehen. Nicht mehr.
Ich horchte ob er hinter mir stand und einfach nichts sagte. „ Liebe ist...“ Ich gerat ins Stocken. „ Liebe ist der Zeitpunkt wo du springst...“ ich scharte nervös mit meinen Schuhe on the pebble-filled concrete floor, "and just know you'll go down with the stream of water. Drowning. Die .... his death. "
I thought I heard his footsteps behind me, but he still said nothing. "Why involve us?" I threw into the room and was still staring forcefully into the night, "if we were men, we would see the danger and jump off before? It will always ....." I took a deep breath "in this dependency with someone to a different decision than alone. Risky. Common. "
I stood up. I knew he heard me, but I did not know why he did not answer why he did not stand me. I leaned over to the small Mäuerelin that waited like a small squat to the guardian angel of the dead.
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The ash spirit watched her go, he tried it at least. But the ever-sparkling water and over again it reflected so hard that he was blind and deaf, for without his eyes, it was at the mercy of the passage of time. But there, he just sat jump up a couple of drops, as if small fish that wanted to announce their arrival.
She lay back on the stone beside him. She looked at him, penetrating with its black eyes. Her mouth was slightly open and he first heard her voice.
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. "Do not do it"
Suddenly he was standing beside me and looked at me. In his view was not worry, it was just lead him the clear recognition, irrevocably, for what I did not know.
"We love because we want these dependencies. We want others Decisions, be more stupid, blind, deaf. But in the end it leads us to our own satisfaction. "His hand rested on my shoulder.
For me, his hand does not heat, it is fear. "No," I said, and spoke to the stars, "we are just simply too stupid enough to stop it."
I turned away and disappeared into the house.
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