Hey guys,
I would so love to translate my book to you all. But the rights for this are no longer with me and with modern searching methods I think I just shouldn’t.
But I have picked a passage of a next book of mine, changed names, and hope it’s not to obvious spoiling.
Death of a friend
They approached the harbor and the dock where the ship was moored.
Mareg felt a cold shiver. Almost he wouldn’t react to it. His mind was elsewhere.
He knew, it wasn’t a smart move for a man to bring his two lovers into the same room.
For sure not!
And he hadn’t told Nin about Riu.
No! The short time he had with her, he didn’t want to waste with girls drama.
Besides, what was there to tell?
No one made any promises!
It shouldn’t become any drama!
But with girls a man never knew.
Such unpredictable creatures!
That Nin had managed to hide from him!
But sure, she was better with this. Her mind was just incredible. How she could connect each other, or vanish, just in one blink.
The same like a few moments ago. Suddenly he had felt her, her touch, her embrace. On the outside so sharp, all edges, so soft inside. He had leaned deeply into her. Oh, she was so sad, so far away. Und still it made him smile.
Nin would miss him!
He admired her way of feeling things. This incredible love, she had for him. It just was, no wishes, not demanding, knowing no limits.
But on the other side it did bother him too. That Nin could just leave, that it was no difference for her love.
And now feeling her grief.
It felt good!
“Something is wrong!”
He startled out of his thoughts, looked at Riu: “What?”
“The dock. It’s like a big bubble of nothing.”
Could that be Nin? No. Bina? Not in her condition.
But even while he was thinking, he reacted. He grabbed Riu, dragged her between piles of boxes.
Make us invisible!
No time for explanations. It was dangerous! And the magician responded, hid their minds.
Mareg. You think the same. I have to send for help! It’s my duty!
Do it!
His thoughts were short and sharp.
He didn’t listen in on Rius sending. He wouldn’t wait for help! Something happened and it wasn’t his way to hold off.
He stood up and peeked around the boxes. Darkness over the harbour and nothing else. Total silence. It was late evening, but this wasn’t normal.
Cautiously he started moving. Riu followed and he let her. It was her decision. For him, there was non, Nin was his goal.
And there was the first corpse.
His gaze stuck just a moment with the seemingly turn apart sailor. It was just a confirmation that they had to hurry.
Riu took a sharp breath, but didn’t stop, followed his pace.
It wouldn’t be the last corpse. Something had come upon this bear strong sailors like a tornado, had killed them.
Spread between the formless turned appart bodys, dark pools and sprinkles, strangely reflecting the white light of the moon. Besides the corps no one was there. The silence was scary, threatening.
Of course the ship were still creaking in its ropes, the harbor water was lapping. But even the rats seemed to hold their breath.
Mareg was all professional, focused on his goal. The obstacles to evade, the blood just a challenge to keep quiet, when the foot touched the sticky wetness.
Prints weren’t his concerns today, speed was important.
The darkness wasn’t a threat, it was his home. Anyway, there was no brooding. No worries, just focus.
Along the pier, on the ship and finally the stairs below deck. Total blackness devoured them. But Mareg didn’t need any light, he had Riu. They did hold hands, she showed him the premises. Strange perception. He new suddenly where the walls were, where the stairs and bumps. Without viewing, without pictures.
The ship creaked and cracked and he needed a moment to realise, that now, he could hear more. Deep moaning.
Suddenly he slowed down.
He should hurry!
The noise, as awful it sounded, it ment life.
And still, his feet hesitated.
Something in that room gave him the wish to turn around, fast. Just get out!
But now there was no way back. It was Riu who dragged him along. She recognised the moaning. Just a moment ago, she was clinging to him, now she was focused.
He took a deep breath and entered the room.
The smell of blood and what more? It did stink like a slaughterhouse, hit them like hammers.
With a wush the candles lightened in there sticks. A small magician trick that would have surprised Mareg at other times. Now he just blinked, tried to adjust his eyes to the sudden brightness. Tried to look past the vivid dots, to comprehend what he was seeing.
So much blood!
Was he not just waded thought lakes of blood?
This was more than everything before.
The floor was swimming. The walls weren’t sprinkled, no, long streaks. As if someone had dipped a brush in blood and shakend it wildly around.
And right in the middle of all this red, Bina.
How could this bony figure still crouch?
A long hoarse cry sounded and her body was shaken in waves. Under her another motionless person.
Nin!
Mareg took a step.
But it wasn’t her.
With that he lost all interest in that body.
Where? Where?
In the shadows, there was something.
Big enough for a small someone.
Another step, going down on the knees.
His mind needed a moment to really register what he was seeing.
Really registering?
There did lie Nin.
Everything of her was torn, wounds, blood.
The hands about her stomach and something dark, smelly what wanted to leave.
Mareg, never lost of doing.
Staring.
Frozen.
How?
What?
Should.
What?
Why didn’t his heart froze too?
His chest in an iron grip.
A pressing, merciless squeezing.
Tighter and tighter.
Breathing impossible.
But why should he want to breath?
Did thoughts think that?
Should they, he didn’t need them anymore.
The pain, or what ever he was feeling.
Emptiness where should be life.
Staring, just staring.
And not getting what it did to him.
Wheel, wheel.
Everything seemed to circle.
And still motionless.
His gaze.
Why did it cling so much.
At this closed lids. So tender the skin and still forever covering the blue eyes.
The mouth, little bit parted, the lips deprived of any colour.
Slowly he lifted his hand.
Something hard hit him on the shoulder.
His body reacted trained, turned, dagger in his hand.
But there wasn’t anything. No danger.
What had hit him?
Without comprehension he starred at the bread on the floor, sucking on the blood.
Starring.
Slowly, as if he was unter water, some sound came to him.
“Mareg! Mareg!”
Had he heard that all along?
His gaze left the loaf.
Riu!
With an angry face.
He loved her face with every impression.
“Mareg!”
That was his name.
Oh, she had a way to use his name demanding.
He loved this too.
Mareg!! His name hit his mind.
Come here! I need you! Now! Here!
But… What but?
Come!
He reacted, stood up.
Did his knees shake?
Was this important?
Mareg! This time her mind grabbed him, gentle but firm. Embraced him. Like padding.
Riu wrapped his mind.
He looked at her.
Like before, but now really seeing.
She needed his help.
He couldn’t.
Could he?
Nin.
Her friends dying.
It was his fucking duty!
He had to carry on.
No thoughts, just action.
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I love how you wrote it, absolutely wonderful. 
So there’s a couple on a ship and suddenly he finds a body?
