
Harvest the Grapes of Berlin
by FRANZ ZOE STOELZL T. BAROÑA
Editor’s Note: This piece is one of the works in a nine-part series in line with the Dapitan 2023 theme Panopticon. All works are written by The Flame‘s Literary staffers.
RATS SCUFFLED from the crevices that graced the surface of the earth, the ground trembled beneath the grinding steel tracks of Soviet tanks, and bullets tattered in all four cardinal directions—wheezing past the German's crippled ears. Aircrafts and artillery continued to govern what was once the proud skies and soil of Berlin.
The Germans were denied of their own will—so much that Fritz had to carry his son Finn into an abandoned house, begging him to silence his voice from the cries he could not restrain for God's sake.
When Finn had settled, he was lost in his thoughts. H...