‘Hello…’
‘Good to hear your voice…’
‘Yeah! Yours as well…’
‘Does it bother you?’
‘What?’
‘Talking to me?’
‘No! Better than the silence.’
‘Same here.’
‘Had your tea?’
‘Yes! You?’
‘Having it as we speak…’
‘Alright! Until later.’
Static filled the tent that had been his home for the past six years. The barbed wire fence that marked the boundary between two countries stretched in front of him like a never-ending serpent.
He thought about his counterpart on the other side of the fence. He knew that they will never meet. If they did, one of them had to die.
A very Happy New Year to my fellow Friday Fictioneers. This week’s prompt is from our resident fun-smith Russell Gayer. Thanks to Rochelle for being our gracious host every week. To read more stories, please head over here.
L.E.R.T 
Stories like this one clearly underline the stupidity of wars and forced separation. Good one.
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I like the image of the border as a snake, slithering between friends, about to bite, if either one dares to cross to the other side.
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Parallel worlds, better not chance meeting. A very imaginative tale!
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Christmas on the front during WW1. This brought up all of that unnecessary bloodshed.
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Funny when the enemy becomes a man. Just like you… Excellent write.
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Kind of reminded me of the WWI story of the soldiers calling a truce for Christmas Eve, singing together, playing football. lUntil the generals called, and the lead began to fly again, new-found friends worrying they were about to kill each other.
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Current arrangement is not ideal but keeps them alive. So it is good.
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I can so easily imagine this happening in real life. No one likes war, disputes and artificial boundaries, especially those on the battlefront.
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Just like when they put up the wall in Germany… friends and family found themselves on either side… Sad state of affairs.
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If they do meet??????? Will things change?
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There’s such a sense of realism in their conversation, to the point when you can almost hear yourself having the same one.
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I’m going to be positive in the new year and think that one day the border that separates them will come down. Nice one.
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Exactly my thoughts, Iain.
I loved this piece very much. Well done, L.E.R.T.
Happy New Year!
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Great story.
The wire made me think of international border too!
Here’s my story-
Zapped – Anita
Wish you a very happy new year!
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Walls, fences, barriers… sometimes you wouldn’t think we were all from the same descendants. Nicely done.
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Wow ❤️
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A very realistic depiction! And they know all the time, they cant be friends forever.
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Good that they have each found companionship out there, but what happens if one day they do face each other? How much harder must that be? Nicely done
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An ode to the faceless unknown soldier. Lovely story especially the line… Static filled the tent that had been his home for the past six years.,
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Crazy ending here. Reminds me of Highlander.
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Dear Varad,
Touching and topical tale. I’m glad the wall didn’t hinder their friendship. Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Happy New Year, Brave New World, a moron is building a wall.
‘Progress’ for mankind, summed up beautifully in your few words.
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Good stuff, I like that these guys have no beef with each other, its the powers in parliament that have caused this, they might have even lived in the same village before a partition. Nice tale
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I like the idea of this transgressive friendship
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