Chasing Amadeus – Finale

Finn, December 24th, 2017 Finn couldn’t help but think back to the first time he had ever told the Mozart story, exactly ten years ago this date. Back then, his grandfather had made him do it and while Finn also remembered the nervousness and anxiety that had come with the commitment, it was now one of the things he was most grateful for. Over the years, telling this story…
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Chasing Amadeus – Thirteen

Isla, December 8th, 2017 “But, isn’t that cheating?” “Definitely not, we are just gathering information. It’s like going to the library!” “Except it’s not a library” “Well, it almost is. If the library was a person, it would live right here – come on”, Isla wasn’t convinced. She hadn’t stopped chewing her lower lip since Finn had told her about this new plan and felt increasingly nervous as the…
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Chasing Amadeus – Eleven

Isla, December 6th, 2017 “There you go, baked apple and whipped cream”, Finn handed a steaming and white-topped mug to her: “So, tell me more about your brother, he doesn’t exactly seem like the boring, cookie-cutter variety?” “You could say that”, Isla laughed, taking a tentative first sip from her punsch: “ Oliver studies marine biology and oceanography at the Marine Research Institute in Cape Town – were we…
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Chasing Amadeus – Seven

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE ! Finn, December 24th, 2007 “Me?”, Finn stuttered, surprise edged deeply within those two letters: “What … but, why?”, he still couldn’t wrap his head around the words his grandfather had just spoken; met the old man’s expectant eyes with a look of utter bewilderment. This was not right, was not how it had been the past years of his life and still, Finn could not…
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Dear July: Sunsets and Tears

Dear July, all of a sudden I find it hard to breathe, harder still to keep my tears at bay. Even though, I have lived with myself long enough to know that they will eventually find their way across my cheeks, I look towards the sky trying to force them to dry up through the sheer power of my will. High above me the scenery is breathtaking. The sky…
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