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Ich habe mir erlaubt, die entsprechenden Passagen in Kapitälchen umzuwandeln. Ich finde, das sieht einfach passender aus.
"I would like my pudding now nurse. And then I think I'd like to... write... something... I don't remember what."
Standing in the corner, he waits. The sand slowly flows, but it nears it's end. The old man still glows, as thousands of threads spread away from him.
I ᴀɢʀᴇᴇ. Iᴛ ɪs ᴀ sʜᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ.
Nᴏ. I ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ... Bᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀsᴋ ʜɪᴍ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴇɴᴅs.
The old man looks up, through them at first... and then he sees them. For once, the smile on the hooded figure's skull is genuine.
"I... I remember you. The anth... ant..."
"Yes, that. We knew each other?"
Oɴᴄᴇ. Aɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, sɪʀ.
He so rarely said it, and these feelings... remembering his young aprentice, and beloved daughter. The beautiful child they have.
"There... is a girl, yes?"
Sʜᴇ ɪs sᴘᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴛᴏʀs, sɪʀ. Tʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴜɴᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ.
"Well then. You know what they say, two things you cannot avoid. Taxes and..." He looks into the firey blue eyes, and becomes aware.
"Quite right. Is it time already? I have so much left to do."
Yᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ, sɪʀ.
"No, not cancer. Alzheimers."
I ᴀᴍ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇ.
"So, where is the boy? I remember a boy."
"Ahh. Never much trusted cars. Or horses."
Tʜᴇʏ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ.
Sᴏᴏɴ. Bᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴀʏ sɪᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴡʜɪʟᴇ.
Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛs?
"No. Shame really."
"Is it truely turtles?"
Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. I ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.
"Ahh. I would love to see it. Perhaps a small trip before?"
Iᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ
"The light is slower there... and there's a monkey...."
Oʀᴀɴɢᴜᴛᴀɴ. Sᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄɪᴘʟᴇ.
"Yes... will they remember me?"
"What was that? I could not hear you."
Hᴇ sᴀʏs ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ, sɪʀ.
"I never much liked the trouble people had with you. You seem like a nice fellow."
I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʏs.
"Don't we all?"
Sᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴇss ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs.
"Is it quick?"
Yᴇs. Aɴᴅ I ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴡᴏʀᴅ. Cᴇʀᴇᴍᴏɴʏ ᴅɪᴄᴛᴀᴛᴇs ɪᴛ.
"Ahh. How about a cup of tea?"
I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ɪᴛ. Dᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴄʜᴇss?
"No. how about checkers?"
And so they sat, two old friends regaling each other, though the old man could not remember all of the details, the cloaked man and his rat filled him in, when it was needed.