Friday Fictioneers – Auf Immer Und Ewig

(Author’s note: I was off last week as it was my birthday week. I had a lot of things to do, so I got to them. Now that things are starting to calm down, I can get back to more regular writing. Keep an eye on this website for possibly more longer-form stories. Otherwise, here’s today’s fictioneers… Note: The song is very important. Listen and enjoy.)

© Bradley Harris

Auf Immer Und Ewig (Forever and Ever)

by Miles H. Rost

A craving that could never be sated.

Nick gazed out towards the horizon, passing a glance over the ocean as though it wasn’t there.

Every month, he’d come to that very spot, and look out. It was a therapy, his father would say, a way to heal from the scars of the past.

It wasn’t.

“I always go there,” he said to his best friend one day, “because I want to go back. I left her back there, and I want to be with her just once more.”

It was all he would say about his tour back in Vietnam.

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13 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Auf Immer Und Ewig

    • The multiple tales of Vietnamese women and American servicemen sometimes end up bringing the subjects into the past, with a desire to see each other in the future.

    • It’s also true for people who have lived overseas for many years. I know that sometimes I get that way, even though it’s not for a lady, but more for the experiences of years past. (Korea, in my case)

  1. Memories are so good but so bad too. It is so weird in life how what’s done is done. Even when you try to go back nothing is the same. It is so much better to have the believe that every day is a new day.

    • Some people are able to do that. Some, though, are stuck in the past because it’s all they’ve known. Some people stop at a point and never move forward. It’s a person’s option.

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