Translation
Fanfic: Wo viel Schatten sind...
Subtitle: Die Biographie einer jungen Frau
Chapter: Too early a morning
And again I ^^
Yes, this time it even goes very quickly with 2 chapters. Incredible I know But that's not much more than that. So don't expect too much. Like everything else, it was created in school and therefore maybe a bit strange in terms of content, but you are already used to that ^^ °°°
As always, it is dedicated to the snail. Thank you ^^
Have fun,
your Moki
Too early a morning
The young woman found the first evening in the army to be very pleasant. Raven hardly left her side and she had met many new faces. Most of the men also in their unit. They all wanted to be pilots. The young woman had therefore already informed herself a little. She wanted to be able to fly big machines, real ships of heaven - helicopters. Best of all, one of the R-AH type. But until then it would be a miserably long and rocky road for Moki. She knew that. But even with this knowledge, she made it to bed very late in the evening, or too early in the day.You could see this as you wanted. But her young soldier did not want to leave her alone even in her sleep. His mind was with her all night long.
He was there the next morning, too, but very different from the previous evening. First he ripped open all the doors, stood in the middle of the hallway and then roared at the top of his throat. "Get up! Immediately!" Some soldiers, or recruits, immediately stood upright in bed, but the young woman preferred to turn on her other side again. She took a quick look at the clock and saw that it was 4 o'clock and 3 minutes. So much too early to get up. But at the same moment as she wanted to close her eyes again, he was standing in her room. "Up with you, recruit! But suddenly!" "Don't want to ..." And so she snuggled into her blanket again, pulling it up to her hairline. “You are on the roll call square for 10 minutes!” As quickly as he came, he disappeared again.The young woman immediately asked herself a question. If she did not appear in the space in question in 10 minutes, what would happen to her? Did she really want to put it on on the first day? It was really her first service now. So maybe she should show herself at her best. It was difficult for her to get out of bed and drag herself with difficulty out of the barracks. When she opened the door, she was about to turn back. It was still late summer, but it almost felt like it was freezing outside. However, there was no turning back. She had to go, if and when she had to run, to stay warm. Moki found the roll call square very quickly, but at the same time she seemed to be the last. A few uniformed men stood in front, each with lists in hand. Her dream was among them too, but he looked pretty bad-tempered. Was it your fault? Did she upset him? Or was it something like his service face?Be that as it may, the morning roll call began now. All names were called in alphabetical order. It was briefly explained how the day should go for everyone. And the overview was grueling. More than a great deal had been recorded for that day. Dressing up, hairdressing, recruiting school, first introduction to the house rules and all that kind of thing. Much too much for one day, but you had to go through that now. But the name of the young American was mentioned again, but that time with the comment that she had to run 3 laps around the field before morning exercise. She moaned softly, but there would be no escape. That was clear from the start.
So she slowly trotted off after the rest of the speech. She felt sad when she saw that everyone else could go to bed again to sleep for an hour. It was all really unfair to her again. But she did not just make this statement today. "It really doesn't work that way," suddenly came a voice from behind her.Briefly she turned her gaze in that direction. One of the uniformed royalty was behind her. "The whole thing with a little more speed!" "Have you ever been rudely woken up in the middle of the night and then running? I don't believe it," was her cheeky answer. "I started like this once too, so go!" He was now a little loud. She couldn't make out the name of the young man because her eyes were mostly still closed. But she wouldn't have seen much except for a few badges, stars and a small name tag on a green uniform. "And now take a step, recruit" He got a disapproving look from her as a present. And yet she took a small step as she walked. Maybe just to get rid of the guy. She hated it when someone came after her whom she didn't know or wanted to know. But it still hung on her pocket. “What else do you want?” “I wanted to have a look at the new pilot.” “How? What?” Amazed, she looked in his direction, but stopped at the same time.Through the soft light of the morning sun, she could see a small smile from the man. He was certainly in his mid-twenties, maybe even about 30. "Who are you actually?" She said a little more cautiously. "Marshal Burns. I'm the examiner of all recruits who choose the route into the Air Force" "Um ...", now she was a little speechless. You could see her amazement very much. It seemed almost as if written on the forehead. "Let's go on. Talking is also quite good." With these words, the man proved his training. Moki couldn't get out of the amazement. She wouldn't have believed that now. There were really still high rank dresses in the army that didn't just sit in their armchairs and could give orders. He was so different from the people in their imagination. He was already quite a bit ahead of her, so she had to follow him, as some questions were burning on her tongue. "You are ... the selector?" "If you will, I am responsible for the selection, yes" With something like that, the little one realized again that she should have attended school for a little longer than 7 years.What did selection mean? But maybe it was the same word for "choose". At least Moki hoped so. But there was nothing that could be done about this uncertainty.
Yes, this time it even goes very quickly with 2 chapters. Incredible I know But that's not much more than that. So don't expect too much. Like everything else, it was created in school and therefore maybe a bit strange in terms of content, but you are already used to that ^^ °°°
As always, it is dedicated to the snail. Thank you ^^
Have fun,
your Moki
Too early a morning
The young woman found the first evening in the army to be very pleasant. Raven hardly left her side and she had met many new faces. Most of the men also in their unit. They all wanted to be pilots. The young woman had therefore already informed herself a little. She wanted to be able to fly big machines, real ships of heaven - helicopters. Best of all, one of the R-AH type. But until then it would be a miserably long and rocky road for Moki. She knew that. But even with this knowledge, she made it to bed very late in the evening, or too early in the day.You could see this as you wanted. But her young soldier did not want to leave her alone even in her sleep. His mind was with her all night long.
He was there the next morning, too, but very different from the previous evening. First he ripped open all the doors, stood in the middle of the hallway and then roared at the top of his throat. "Get up! Immediately!" Some soldiers, or recruits, immediately stood upright in bed, but the young woman preferred to turn on her other side again. She took a quick look at the clock and saw that it was 4 o'clock and 3 minutes. So much too early to get up. But at the same moment as she wanted to close her eyes again, he was standing in her room. "Up with you, recruit! But suddenly!" "Don't want to ..." And so she snuggled into her blanket again, pulling it up to her hairline. “You are on the roll call square for 10 minutes!” As quickly as he came, he disappeared again.The young woman immediately asked herself a question. If she did not appear in the space in question in 10 minutes, what would happen to her? Did she really want to put it on on the first day? It was really her first service now. So maybe she should show herself at her best. It was difficult for her to get out of bed and drag herself with difficulty out of the barracks. When she opened the door, she was about to turn back. It was still late summer, but it almost felt like it was freezing outside. However, there was no turning back. She had to go, if and when she had to run, to stay warm. Moki found the roll call square very quickly, but at the same time she seemed to be the last. A few uniformed men stood in front, each with lists in hand. Her dream was among them too, but he looked pretty bad-tempered. Was it your fault? Did she upset him? Or was it something like his service face?Be that as it may, the morning roll call began now. All names were called in alphabetical order. It was briefly explained how the day should go for everyone. And the overview was grueling. More than a great deal had been recorded for that day. Dressing up, hairdressing, recruiting school, first introduction to the house rules and all that kind of thing. Much too much for one day, but you had to go through that now. But the name of the young American was mentioned again, but that time with the comment that she had to run 3 laps around the field before morning exercise. She moaned softly, but there would be no escape. That was clear from the start.
So she slowly trotted off after the rest of the speech. She felt sad when she saw that everyone else could go to bed again to sleep for an hour. It was all really unfair to her again. But she did not just make this statement today. "It really doesn't work that way," suddenly came a voice from behind her.Briefly she turned her gaze in that direction. One of the uniformed royalty was behind her. "The whole thing with a little more speed!" "Have you ever been rudely woken up in the middle of the night and then running? I don't believe it," was her cheeky answer. "I started like this once too, so go!" He was now a little loud. She couldn't make out the name of the young man because her eyes were mostly still closed. But she wouldn't have seen much except for a few badges, stars and a small name tag on a green uniform. "And now take a step, recruit" He got a disapproving look from her as a present. And yet she took a small step as she walked. Maybe just to get rid of the guy. She hated it when someone came after her whom she didn't know or wanted to know. But it still hung on her pocket. “What else do you want?” “I wanted to have a look at the new pilot.” “How? What?” Amazed, she looked in his direction, but stopped at the same time.Through the soft light of the morning sun, she could see a small smile from the man. He was certainly in his mid-twenties, maybe even about 30. "Who are you actually?" She said a little more cautiously. "Marshal Burns. I'm the examiner of all recruits who choose the route into the Air Force" "Um ...", now she was a little speechless. You could see her amazement very much. It seemed almost as if written on the forehead. "Let's go on. Talking is also quite good." With these words, the man proved his training. Moki couldn't get out of the amazement. She wouldn't have believed that now. There were really still high rank dresses in the army that didn't just sit in their armchairs and could give orders. He was so different from the people in their imagination. He was already quite a bit ahead of her, so she had to follow him, as some questions were burning on her tongue. "You are ... the selector?" "If you will, I am responsible for the selection, yes" With something like that, the little one realized again that she should have attended school for a little longer than 7 years.What did selection mean? But maybe it was the same word for "choose". At least Moki hoped so. But there was nothing that could be done about this uncertainty.