Chapter 20
This is the closing chapter… of book 1 of course! I've decided to make a sequel to this story, rather than just continue like this. Plus, and this is a beforehand warning, the rating will be going up from a K to a T, for strong language and violence. Don't worry, it'll still have it's potential singing, happy moments because every musical does… unless you're Shakespeare… Oh, and some more returning characters will include the nuns, Uncle Max, Baroness Elsa Schraeder and some new ones too.
Please like and review. If you would like, and only if you really want to, you can suggest a character. Let me sort… explain.
So, first off, the name. You can send me a review like this: Hi, I would like to suggest a new character and he/she is called e.g. Ruth… (or, you can just tell me to make up a name if you would like)
Then, what does he/she look like. So, for instance, hair colour, eye colour, type of clothing etc… (Example: Ruth (optional surname) has brown hair and emerald green eyes. She usually wears quite old yet posh clothing).
What kind of personality do they have? Are they nice, friendly and brave? Are they snotty, rude and calculating? Or are they shy yet curiously so? It can be anything, even a mixture of each.
Are they going to help the Von Trapps? Or are they going to be on Herr Zeller's side. Or both!
I'm sorry if I don't use all the characters given to me, but if I made another TSOM fanfiction later on, I'll consider putting your character in there.
Here is what you'll review will probably look like:
Hi, I would like to suggest a new character and she is called Ruth. Ruth has brown hair and emerald green eyes. She usually wears old but posh clothing. She can be shy, but once you get to know her, she's nice and friendly. She's a young nun, and will help the Von Trapps rescue Liesl, Brigitta and Artur.
Georg's POV
The anger within me churned with a hunger for revenge. I was worried, with this overwhelming pressure of hot lava covering my soul, that I would say things I would not mean, and that it would rip this family apart even more.
This morning I had already shouted at Gretl for being too slow, and at Maria for attempting to sing to calm our nervous children. Now no one spoke to me, not even a whisper nor a glance. It was like it was back before Maria was here, only now they were even more afraid. This hurt, but not as much as it did when I lost two of my daughters.
I was struggling so much, with trying to keep my family safe as well as attempting to reach and cross the border. I had failed both of my missions. I hadn't kept my family safe, not even close, and I hadn't gotten us all over the border. In fact, I was doing the opposite. I was leading them away from the border, towards a place we used to call home. What am I supposed to do when I get there? They'll kill us all, on the spot, or worse... send us to Dachau.
They'll taunt me, hurting my dear little ones until I surrender. They'll start with Brigitta, of course they will… She's the youngest of them, and therefore the most vulnerable. No… I thought to myself, I won't let them hurt my daughters…
Yeah. It's short. I know. But, the first chapter of the next book hopefully won't be! Also, thank you for reading through the entire book, it means so much. Stay tuned for the next book, chapter 1 should be out in a couple of days.
Bye!
CrimsonPenny.