Barbarians: A Fictional Narrative

I never expected things to go this way.” I say, while my mind is engulfed with memories. “Not like this, no. No. I. I just can't, okay? I'm sorry, but I can't go along with this anymore. Too much innocent blood stains both of our hands now, and all for this? Constant misery form the memories we can't get out of our mind? Why would I want this now? I can't, I'm done." I proclaim, brushing past her quickly, trying to make a quick exit to no avail, I hear her heels clink until they block my path as she grabs hold of my face.

He leant forward and rubbed the back of his neck. She chewed her lip. They still held

“I’ll just tell you about this madman stuff that happened to me last Christmas just before I got pretty rundown and had to come here and take it easy.”

A light chuckle escaped the knight’s lips. “I’m not about to divulge the fact you fingered your fiancée before your wedding, so let’s not worry about that. I actually commend you for it. No woman should walk around unsatisfied.”

“Be careful, he’s not like us. I don’t want to see you get roped into anything.”

“No! If you get curious and return to spy on me, I swear I’ll tear you apart limb by limb and spread your body parts around to feed the hungry animals in the graveyard.”

She strode up to him, flung her arms around his neck, and kissed him. “You know I will.”

“I can release this house with just two weeks’ notice. We can rent a home cheaply in the country. Maybe close by the Great North Road, where Allen can easily reach us, and we can get to the city within a half day’s ride.”

"I do not know what to expect from this other pack if you had given me the allowance; I know Aries would not let them kill me, not without speaking to me first."

“It was just one of his soldiers,” He said. “They have some weird grudge towards me,”

I was about to call the cops and go gather up people to search for you. What were you doing?” he asked. “I hope you weren’t doing anything bad. Were you?”

Also, Wilson set this story in 1931 on a train from Vienna to Munich. This setting is well known as one rapidly intensifying towards the anti-semitistic views that took over in 1933 when Adolf Hitler and the Nazi party came into power. Munich being one of the original locations of interest and power for the Nazi party. For someone reading this story for the first time they may or may not pick up on this allegorical reference to the Second World War, but when it is known we are shown a whole knew meaning to the story. Wilson hinted at this when he said “Many people slept until they reached Munich. Then they all began to wake up.”. This seems to suggest that people in this time were so focused on their personal economic issues that it took them a while to pay attention to the massed genocides that the Nazis began to commit once they had obtained power.

“Let me get him fed and into bed,” Tabitha said, nuzzling the infant. “Then we can talk.”

“So, no one else coming tonight?” Hawke asked. But the truth was she was worried about seeing Isabela, she still not removed the image of her moaning in pleasure with that man last night.

“Oh, that reminds me. I’ll be right back.” He hurried off the porch and back to his car.