The Ashes of Berlin
The ruins of Berlin in May 1945 were not a city; they were a cemetery of stone and iron, a jagged landscape of skeletal buildings and scorched earth. The air tasted of pulverized brick and the metallic tang of old blood. In the heart of this wasteland, amidst the rubble of the Tiergarten, lived a man who existed in the margins of history. Julian was a ghost of the Third Reich, a former...
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