Eros

I dreamed that all Germany would fly into the air, and we would two of themselves, bezedly covered with a warm ash and wreckage, breathing with the last residues of oxygen, and I would spend the last sigh on a long, long kiss. Not too secure, but a talented writer receives a very categorical invitation to visit the castle of the Upper Bavaria. Alexander von Trunkken lives here in complete privacy - a fabulously rich heir to one of the families who provided the military power of the Third Reich. What is going to tell the world this odious old old man? About the collapse of fascist Germany? Or about his passionate, invincible love for Sophie? They were put in one bed in a bomb shelter when he was fourteen. Soon she demanded a monstrous amount of 50 brands for the first kiss