You could smell the eternity and the world sounded useless. The arrangements had been ruined and the lights flickered more and more. And the angel cried out. At his call, Lucian hesitated for a while. He would not leave Măriuca and Aneta, they were too frail. There was also Ileana, she had not even gone out into the world. Anxiety writhed under his forehead. How can you split yourself into 3? One side wanted to ascend, two held him down with love. Clutching the memories to his chest, Lucian climbed into the light. Black Metal opened the way. He had forgotten him.
Andreea Șerban
She listened to True Black Metal Radio every evening from 10 o'clock for half an hour. This kind of music caused her headaches, but she was trying to be a true rocker chick. In the morning, she put on the black T-shirt, the ripped jeans, the necklace with plastic skulls and she went to school. She had sat at the desk in front of the boy with long hair and she laughed at all of his jokes. At the end-of-eight-grade prom, she took the biggest hit. He went into a classroom with that nerd with a bob haircut who listened to Depeche Mode.
Elena Fermuș
I don't think she was older than ten. She had a creole figure, tangled hair and intensely green eyes, as if her mother had conceived her in a forest. At the end of each week, she stopped in front of the hotel doors with a little tin box and the metallic stool, turned rusty by the rain. In order not to receive money solely as charity, she polished the shoes of those who showed her mercy. She made them shiny black. One day, a guy dressed in white, ironically, pushed her down the stairs. Why are you wearing white if your heart is black?
(Translated by Claudia Cioplea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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