pg. 3
First the colours.
Then the humans.
That’s how I usually see things.
Or at least, how I try
– gives a description on deaths atitude
pg. 3
Here is a small fact – You are going to die
– Speaks directly to the the reader
pg. 5
Your soul will be in my arms. A colour will be perched on my shoulder. I will carry you gently away.
pg. 5
It’s the leftover humans.
The survivors
pg. 6
Its the story of one of those perpetual survivors – An expert at being left behind
pg. 7
It felt as though the whole globe was dressed in snow
pg. 8
The mother, the girl and the corpse remained stubborn and silent.
pg. 8
Tears were frozen to the book thief’s face.
pg. 10
Sometimes I arrive too early,
I rush,
and some people cling longer
to life than expected
pg. 11
Years had passed, but I recognised her.
She was panting
pg. 21
Stupidly, I stayed, I watched.
pg. 31
But she had dangerous eyes
pg. 33
Liesel, naturally, was bathed in anxiety
pg. 34
To most people Hans Huberman was barely visable