Illustrated Fantasy and Realism
The girl elbowed through the circle of bystanders and knelt down beside Prince’s motionless body. Her blinking lashes were clutching salty droplets to where they started, as she shook his right shoulder as hard as she could, “Wake up, wake up…”
The girl was huffing and puffing by the time she climbed up the slope, down the splendid curved staircase and up again another to reach the other side of the garden. She saw Prince leaning against the bowling-shaped balustrade. She run fast to give him a big, big bear hug from behind, even the girl was not as big in size as the Green Beast. She could not wait to tell him her latest findings about symmetry.
The train ride from Bamberg to Würzburg took less than an hour, but the occasional piercing shriek was a bit annoying. It was misty in the early morning when they arrived in Würzburg, the northern end of the popular Romantische Straße.
