World War II, tragedy.
After reading the beautiful articles about World War II on the Internet, I decided to start my own story because of the shortage of literature.
Please forgive me for any flaws in the details... After all, I am really not a party to research.
The story that Lorette, a former underground party member, had to tell the SS officer after he was sent to the concentration camp. It's just fiction and does not represent any political stance... The above.
"I folded love into a paper rose, gently pinned it to the lapel of time, and watched the dust settled by time.
"I describe life as spring primroses, silently dyed with pale colors, withered on the balcony by the Toruń River.
"I composed my farewell into a quiet scale, stirring up this poem that replaced a love letter, and it spread into green moss under the caress of the setting sun."