, , ,

in a quiet meadow, where a 

german doctor has

forgotten who is mother is

and how his father 

passed away,

there is a voice of a teen

he tells a young woman

that she is beautiful to

exponential powers.  the hun

wraps his hands around a steel blade of

reassurance and walks toward his

future.  the valley is too close to the

water, the lake is old, but

full of fauna.  time is but a number

that has gotten too high.