This is another Friday Fictioneerssubmission, and my attempt to rescue a formerly favorite song from AOR hell. It may seem wuite a lateral interpretation of the prompt but of your bear with me, I promise it’ll make sense. More examples can be found by following the link.
I’ve ignored the word limit this week. I think I could’ve got it down to nearer 100 words but it would have meant excising some of my favourite bits so unfortunately, it’s 164 words which I know is a diabolical liberty.
Photo copyright Adam Ickes.
Hans and Uli met as star-crossed lovers either side of the Berlin Wall, Mostly, they’d gaze at one another under the disapproving glare of the checkpoint guard.
Then the wall came down and the spark went out. With Hans and Uli free to see each other whenever they chose, they grew bored ans started to bicker about little things: Hans’ drinking; Uli’s extreme caution with money. They tried to spice things up by inviting the checkpoint guard into their bedroom sessions, but he just kept leaving pretzel crumbs on the duvet.
In the end, it was Hans who had the idea. Neither of them had learned to swim-in a landlocked enclave, it had been pointless- so they built a moat in the garden. Once a week, they’d meet and gaze at one another, like they had before the Wall came down.
It worked for a while but in the end, Uli started having an affair with the checkpoint guard and Hans got a shed.