...and I can feel no more. by Earthling101, literature
Literature
...and I can feel no more.
I fall to the ground at the tip of your blade,
This blade stained with my royal crimson blood,
I look towards your once bright eyes,
Searching for the friendship we once had,
Only to find them clouded by the darkness.
Why so cold?
Why only talk through the steel in your hand?
You act as if you don’t know me,
Why the sword when they prefer the barrel?
I feel the cold metal against my neck,
I save my words.
Your heavy boots bash into my side
Breaking ribs and killing my country.
Still you say nothing
But this isn’t you anymore
You are just as I am! I yell
But I receive no words still
This only rewards me with a burning punch ac
PrussiaXReader Somebody that I Used To Know by Earthling101, literature
Literature
PrussiaXReader Somebody that I Used To Know
Prussia X Reader
Somebody That I Used To Know.
Flashback Teutonic Knights.
"Gilly?" The small albino boy's head popped up at the sound of your voice.
"Yes (NAME)?" He answered nodding for you to continue.
"Will we be together always?"
"Of course (NAME)! You're the only one as awesome as me! On the Teutonic Knights I swear to be with you always!" You quickly hugged Gilbert pushing him into the soft green grass of the meadow.
"I promise the same. Thank you Gilbert, always." You whispered to him, even though there was not a moving soul for miles it was something that was meant for his ears only.
Present
Your helper tightened the
GermanyXPregnant Reader. Little Suprises by Earthling101, literature
Literature
GermanyXPregnant Reader. Little Suprises
"Can I please have; five shortbread biscuits, two caramel tarts, a piece of chocolate cake, and three pieces of caramel slice," You thought about the order, "wait! An orange juice as well pleases Pam."
Your boss looked at you in disbelief, "How can you eat that much food! You know your husband going to be shocked." Before going on a lengthy leave you work in a small cafe in the middle of your towns' shopping centre. Pam, you're boss, always treated you well.
"Well it's a reason not to eat my brother's food" You both shared a laugh, your older brother; Arthur, was well known for his horrible cooking skills or British delicacies as he called
The Wall that Separates Us by Earthling101, literature
Literature
The Wall that Separates Us
Sledge hammers collide with the menacing wall, bringing fragments of the graffiti stone to the ground. The arrogant Russian pricks have disappeared leaving the East Berliners to their own free will. But right now I honestly don't care, all I want to do is destroy this god-forsaken wall and find my family.
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28 years ago on the 11th of August 1961, my mother and little brother went to visit family in West Berlin. He and mum and were expected back on the 13th. But me and Dad woke to our hearts being broken. Overnight a wall had been built separating West from East, us from family, separating Ludwig from me.
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I've been passed a hammer. I p