A epic short story of spy romanticism.
There was a meeting. Not a normal meeting, so the truth speaks for itself. There are two different types of shy people: tamed cats that know shyness so well, that their eyes meet through a transitional gestures. There is other type, the one that knows no boundaries and yet on striving to find an ideal, perfect partner that would last a century or millennium to come. There was such a predestined couple for both types. And so Marc Anthony and Queen Cleopatra are still remembered two millenniums ago. The story began here with Americans, who would tour around the beautiful, glimmering river of Poland. For both of them, such memorable time is as much as a honeymoon to them. Only this time, they are on a mission. The year is 2014.
As imagined, Xavier would imagined a wackiest idea: to steal a public park as part of their property for camping ground, so that they sail a canoe together along the Wkra river with a row stick, just as peacefully as they could have. Such mission would be acknowledged as Operation Rasmussen. They would be known as the next European “War and Peace.” They are so beloved with each other, that ultimately determine the fate of future Europe relations with Belarus. The hatreds of Neo-Nazis have only given the reason that they escaped from Berlin on May, 2013, on the event of revolution.
“I’m glad that Polish government have given us a refugee spot. How long do we have before we go back to the safety net of American lands,” remarked Xavier.
“You know the report, darling. You memorized it yourself. Don’t forget the time that we escaped Brandenburg. We are in a gratitude to Patrick. Why ask me, sweetie?”
“I still feel as though I’m at a fault. I do not have stronghold Polish blood in me. Half of your does. I feel as though as if I am an unwanted man here, after being exiled from the Fatherland and British governments. I have a mixed blood of Scots-Irish, English, Swedish, and German,” murmured Xavier.
“It doesn’t have to be American lands, you know. The government went Neo-Nazis in 2012, just to remind you. The Swedish government could grant us a political asylum,” answered Sylvia. “No need to worry.”
Xavier was thinking. “I don’t know. We’d have to bypass the guard coast northbound of us. Besides, Neo-Nazis is a Christian-oriented ideology, rather than twisted ideology of racism that was marginalized in Germany,” admitted Xavier.
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